She was a small frightened girl. She was sitting in the corner behind her shield. A wall that she built. That life made her do it.
She had a mission, and it's to protect what was on that small wooden box she held in her hand.
She lost it so many times that she has to keep safe now.
But Little did She know that the wall had a little hole in it.
...
It was a peaceful day like any others but She suddenly heard a voice. A laughing voice.
It looked so Mysterious and happy that She found Herself peeking from the Hole.And she found the most mesmerizing man she ever saw. There was something that captured her attention. He had everything she looked for but everything she feared in the same time.
And he saw her... he looked at her, her true self. Why didn't he run yet? she questioned.He came closer! he even dared to approach her.
Why? what does he wants? But it only took him a move for her to forget about the questions. He reached his hand.
He wanted to know who she realy was. Who was behind that wall and that's something no one bothered to know.Time passed by and she started to take away her shield in order to get closer to him. Hand in hand, he helped her take away the breaks exposing herself more.
But She was too taken back and only realised then, but was too late, that the box she was protecting so Dearly wasn't in her possession anymore. She lost it.
When she looked around, she found it... but It was empty!
She looked at the man only to find him surrounded by women. He had so Many hearts thrown around him and hers, the heart she was protecting for so long and so hard was tossed around like all the others.
She realized that she wasn't as deer to him as he was to her.
It happened... what she protected herself from for so long ended up happening.
She had a sad laugh before she stood with her head held high. She took it back and tried her best to fix it.
At the end her walls werent as strong as she always thought and vent about...
She lost... or won?
She might have lost him but She won a lot of strength and she promised that she will only allow herself to peek from the hole and never open it more. It was for the best.
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Losoweany woman who experienced love or broken heart can relate to this one shot. even if i don't know if a one shot is the right name for this.