Nadia

Prologue

Nadia

It's like being shot. The person you trust the most betraying you, the pain is unimaginable. I can feel the hole in my body left by the metaphorical bullet. It feels like I'll never heal and I will forever have a permanent emptiness in my chest that everyone can see.

When people talk about heartbreak I never believed it was a physical pain, but my heart has been torn apart into a million different pieces and I can feel every piece screaming out in pain. Tears finally spill from my eyes down my face as the shock finally begins to subside. I couldn't break eye contact with him, his usual deep blue pools a stormy night. He looked as if he might be sick. Maybe I might.

'I'm sorry.' fell from his lips. His eyes dropped to the ground shattering my heart for a second time. I didn't understand why that hurt so much. It was like he abandoned me on this sinking ship of emotion to swim to shore. He couldn't even look at me.

'Why?' I'd never heard that voice before. I knew it was mine but it was raspy and filled with so much pain.

He looked up at me and then quickly averted his eyes. I was definitely going to be sick; my stomach was turning like a merry-go-round in my abdomen.

'Because...' he paused, the deep tones of his voice wobbling like a thirteen year old boy. He looked like he was going to cry too. No. That isn't fair he is the one that has done this to us. Things were all good yesterday but today he has taken our plans away, and tarnished all our memories. 'I don't know, I guess.'

'You guess?! You've ruined everything and I get 'I don't know?!' No, I want an explanation! Why? What did I do to deserve this?' The pain inside taking a short break to make way for anger. Why would he do this to me? One minuet I'm the best thing that's ever happened to him and he'll do anything to make me happy and now... It's not fair.

'I don't know! I just don't know.' He looked at me dead in the eyes for the first time since he broke the contact. 'You don't want to hear what I have to say. You're not going to like it.' The sadness I had heard before, fading as if he had come to a decision. There was a certain finality to his tone.

'You owe me the truth I deserve that at least.' Tears still streaming down my face I tried to brush them away but they wouldn't stop. The dam had burst and there was no quick fix to patch it up.

'I...Well...' He cringed, took in a deep breath like it was his last. 'You can't blame me; I've spent half my life fighting people like you, hunting them down. Do you really think you could change that? You're a freak of nature, how could I really love something like you. Yeah it was nice at first but I can never spend my life with you.' His voice wavered; I was silently praying he wouldn't say anything more. All my fears were confirmed. He did see me for what I was, a freak. 'I won't take you in, but I never want to hear or see you again, leave town or I'll shoot you and take you to the base. I'm sorry this isn't-'

'You're sorry? You just threatened to kill me. Taking me there is a death sentence. Where am I supposed to go? My life is here.' Why was he doing this to me? I thought he loved me, why is he now pulling the rug from underneath me.

He took another deep breath and looked away 'I don't know, nor do I care. I want you gone today. If you're still here by tomorrow evening I'm taking you in.'