To let go

Prologue

The hallway is quiet. The faint murmur of voices fade as i keep heading forward . They all will celebrate no doubt about it. I escape. Call me a coward, i don't care anymore. Its the sad fate that man picks on the flaws rather than the beauty behind.
Pity.
I sigh in frustration and yet with a mixture of relief. I grip the strap of my backpack and shift it slightly on my shoulder, easing it from the fabric that dug into my skin. My other hand swinging aimlessly.
"Hey" a voice calls out to me. It pierces though the quiet and shatters an invisible boundary that shields my bruised heart.
"Where are you heading now?"
I turn and face the voice, walking backwards with a crestfallen smile that lingered as i watched him. His eyes reflected my heart and his dejected smirk left a feeling of longing.
"Who knows" i answer throwing my hand up into the air
"Somewhere in the great beyond"
He laughs, a mordant ring to its tone. He looks down shaking his head, and cocks it as he meets my gaze again. I swirled around and continue walking away, unable to look.
"You don't give people chances do you?"
I freeze.
"Its my choice on what i do. No one needs my here anymore nor do i need anyone. Look outside, its quiet, the camp is safe for a while before they return; might as well escape while i still have a chance right?" I look out the window, the fields now with deep crevasses from the bombing. I take in the warm rays that glide through the broken glass as i avoid his glare that i feel burning deep into me.
"What about those who love you, you care for you?"
I face him laughing as anger rages in my veins.
"Love me" I whisper.
"I killed all of them, don't you understand? They are all dead because of me. I let each one go" I cry at him. My voice threatening to break. Each word reopening an old wound. A ring in my ear amplifies and my mind blanks as the memories flood in, streaming in with guilt and pain. Gripping my temple i steady myself. As if pushing it would vanquish the pain.
"What if there's still one left" he sighs. His eyes blazing with fury as he locked it with mine.
"What?"
He walks towards me, each step in time with my breath. Time slowed. He stopped in front of me.
"What if he's here, standing in front of you?"
"What if he's pouring his heart to you now because he was scared before?"
"What if he wants you to be his and is asking for a chance?"
"What if it's me?"
My heart broke. Its black tears dripped out of its shattered body. I moved closer and cupped his cheek. His hand reached out to mind and held it there. With a disdainful smile I spoke soft and slow, each word lucid with emotions.
"Then tell him.........tell him he's letting me go"
His grip tightened on my hand and tears pooled in my eyes blurring him from my sight. I let my hand slip from his grasp, his hand loosened as i let it fall. He let go.
I turned, tears slowly streaming down. Its salty taste lingering on my lips. My mind was set, determined to keep moving forward.
I carried on walking.
Towards a new beginning.
Into the unknown.