You and the Things You Do!

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"If you loved me, you wouldn't leave me! Not now not ever, but you did." I saw the hurt reflecting from her eyes. It wasn't my fault. I'm sorry.

"Zaria, let me explain please..." pause. What now? Explain

Explain

Explain, that we could loss our lives if I don't go. She won't understand. I can't say. It wasn't my fault. I'm sorry.

She was too hurt. Dead inside.

A fire starting inside of her, burning all the memories we once shared. When everything was simple. I want to stop it. Can I stop it please? Zaria! PLEASE!

"It wasn't my fault. I'm sorry!" I broke down then and there.

Fuck!

Stay strong! How to stay strong is the real question. I'm losing my life. Nothing more to live for.

Where is help when you need it. "I have to leave. I'm sorry. It's for the best."

"If you loved me you would stay, it's for the best if you stayed. Youre throwing me out of your life without an explanation and I wanna why. NOAHH DON'T LEAVE ME!!!" I can't turn back now.

"Zaria. You are my life, but I have to leave you. This is not the end of me. We'll meet again. It my fault I'm sorry." I left without another word. Zaria yelling, pleading for me to turn around. A single tear running down my face. I walked as fast as my leg could carry me.

My life is no longer meaningful, because it no longer belongs to me.

I won't stop until I have my life back to me. Zaria and the baby. She thought I would never know. That's what hurts the most. The baby will never know my name. Never know that I love him/her.

I'm sorry, so, so, sorry. Look after each other until I get back. Promise. I'll make this right, for us! Please wait for me!

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