May
                              "Ma'am!" I heard for the third time as a hand was placed on my shoulder. 
                              "Yes?" I turned. 
                              The male voice cleared his throat "There's something you need to see."
                              "I can't see anything." I replied blandly. 
                              "Oh..." I could practically here the gears click in his head. "I'm sorry but there was a man. He was drawing you and I thought you might have had a stalker before." 
                              "What was his name?" I gasped. 
                              "He signed it...but only his initials."
                              "What were they?" I pushed. 
                              "BWS." 
                              The air stopped entering my lungs and I gasped for air. I put my hand on my chest and held onto the gate. 
                              "Ma'am are you okay?"
                              "He was so close to me." I whispered and began crying. My blindness stopped me from seeing that he was so close. 
                              "We can call the police. I got a good description of him. His hair was-"
                              "Don't." I interrupted. I don't want to know what he looks like. "I know him from another time. Not a negative. It's alright. Thank you..." I added quickly "Is it good?"
                              "Is what good?" The voice questioned. 
                              "The drawing." 
                              "It's incredible. He's got some real talent." He admired and I nodded a thank you before walking away. 
                              At home I wasn't in tears. I was actually calm considering the circumstances. 
                              If calm is called throwing whatever you can touch, then I'm a million percent calm. 
                              "I hate this!" I screamed and I heard my mother enter my room before I could grab something else. 
                              "What happened?!"
                              "He-Was-So-Close!" I gasped through my rough breathing. "Right there."
                              "Who?"
                              "Bradley! Bradley was across the street!" I screamed. "I was so close, but if these fucking things called my eyes worked, I could've seen him! I could have talked to him! He drew me on the sidewalk and apparently it was incredible and I couldn't even see it! I hate this so much! I want to see again!" I screamed as the water works came. My mother gathered me into her arms before taking us both onto the floor. She cradled me as I let out everything I'd been attempting to hold in for so long. 
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                              The next chapter is HELLA short but you'll understand when you read :)
                              -Rose 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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our fall in may||BWS (completed)
FanfictionSTARTED: 5/7/17 COMPLETED: 9/13/17 She lost her sight at eleven. He lost his innocence at ten. Together they will find what they lost, one way or another. _______________ Okay this story can be very triggering. Brad was assaulted, so if you are afr...
 
                                               
                                                  