Switched By Souls✔️

25; Deadly Liberated.

The lump in my throat became harder to swallow, i felt my hands getting sweatier as i took a look on my smashed antique camera, that shattered into pieces and by now it's turning into dust.

"Oh, i'm so sorry my love, i didn't mean to scare you." I rushed to her and stopped her from kneeling and picking up the glass, her hands were too beautiful to be injured by glass.

"It's okay, i was wrapped up with the beautiful footage that you made me," she smiled sadly, as she held what doesn't have her injured, while i picked up the rest, my hands were bleeding by my heart wasn't, pain can be senseless when i'm with her.

"Oh my, Edward you're bleeding.." she almost cried, i kissed her cheek in order to say that it's okay, and indeed it was, i didn't sense any pain, bleeding hands can be painless when you have to be far away from the girl you love, that would be more painful.

She rushed to get the first aid kit, and started to fix up my hands, after i threw the shattered glass away and cleaned the mess, while she was watching, being torn over all the footage that's been on this camera.

"Say Hi to the camera, my love,"

He smiled and gave a little wave."

"Edward, smile,"

"Mary Jane, let's record these memories forever,"

A tear fell on the bandage she put for me as i felt regret hit me, then confusion took over me, when was the last time i recorded her a footage? While she was sleeping?

Ignatius.

I huffed and cursed myself internally, as i tried to wipe away her tears, i felt my insides were having a war and everything was collapsing, my heart was about to fall off it's throne, and the jungle in my mind was chaotic.

As soon as she was done i pulled her next to me and wrapped my arms around her, God i missed her scent, i smelled her hair, Vanilla, i smelled her clothes, lavender, i smelled her neck, peach, i kissed her, cherry.

She pulled away and blushed immediately, roses.

Her eyes sparkled and bloomed, glowed with glory, mountains.

Her curly hair was put in a messy ponytail, which reminded me of chocolate.

Her skin was shiny and pure, soft and welcoming, it reminded me of sand.

"Please, don't be sad, i'll buy you a new one."

"But the new one won't bring back all the memories," her voice cracked.

"We can have these memories on replay, if not on a video camera, in our hearts, and if you want to do it all over again, trust me, i'm up for it."

Her lips curved into a smile, and put her arms around my neck.

I smelled his hair, mint, i smelled his clothes, cologne, i smelled his neck, wood, i kissed him, alcohol.

I bet they are together right now, laughing it off, watching a movie or eating, going out for a ride or having ice cream at the grove.

I looked to my right side and watched the cities evolving into little polka dots as i'm surrounded by the clouds, my headphones cloaked around my ears blasting John Mayer, i hate being away, i hate being away from her.

I'm drifting apart, i feel like stopping everything and going back to LA, but there's my other half that's pushing me to go to Europe.

I'm on my way to Paris, i can't go back to Spain, i can't face my mom nor my sister, i faced my brother and i'm in a dire straits.