time is an ocean [camren]

part 13

I trudged up to the front door of the house, both shoes now finally resting on the welcome mat Camila and I had picked out together. I quickly brushed my shoes against the material, a small smirk spread across my lips at the memory. I fumbled with my keys from my pocket before pushing the correct one into the keyhole on the handle, finally twisting the knob to push the door forward and enter the house.

When I noticed that the living room light wasn't even on, I quickly raised my head, only to be met with a terrible sight I wish I could unsee.

I could barely see with the only illumination being offered coming from the moonlight filtering in through the curtains. However, the unmistakable sight a limp body hanging suspended in the air was right in front of me, there was nothing I could have done to stop it.

The same feeling took over my body, my legs gave out. Once I was on the grass I fell forward and curled up into a fetal position. I wrapped my arms around my torso and squeezed as tightly as I could; I didn't deserve the air in my lungs.

I wished for it to stop.

She screamed.