Standing alone... So breathless.. In pain.. In fear...
My heart is racing. I want to run. I want to hide. I can't face this. I can't face this feeling no more..
"Help" was the words that I wanted to say. The words I wanted to scream out..but before I could even decide on what word I was gonna say, a voice struck from behind me "bells?", "is that you bells?" Out of all people , it has to be him? Why does it have to be him?? Why does it always have to be him?
I slightly turn my head to the right, I look down.. Heavy breathing.. I'm gonna pass out any second..
"L-l-leave me.. alone"
I catch a glance of his figure, he is covered in blood! And before I could say a word "bella... b-bells... I did it.. I killed him"
This story is dedicated to all fighters.. Family fighters, war fighters, peace fighters, freedom fighters, friendship fighters.. and most of all fighters who fight for love and harmony..
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(ON HOLD) Beyond my dearest dreams..
Novela Juvenilfamily, friends and relationships were things bella would never care about/pay attention to, or at least that's what bella thought... Growing up through a dark childhood was one thing that taught bella to ignore her surroundings, block everyone out...
