Feel [ON HOLD]

Feel (Part One)

The story is going to be put online in three or four parts... Here goes the first, I hope you like it! Like I said in the "Ideas" thingie, it's a short story!

Hope you like it! And please comment!! I want to know what you think!

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I drew a face. HER face. A perfect oval shape with a chin that finished in a delicate point. Big green innocent eyes. A straight nose and full lips. Long and straight blond hair that surrounded her already perfect face like a halo.

And then I began to furiously tear it up, wishing that I could really tear her apart, just the way she tore me apart earlier. I wished I could rip her heart out and throw it away.

I wished I could stab her in the back, just the way she did.

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Summer had passed like a dream, so fast, I couldn't remember it once I woke up. My memories of it were filled with warm breeze, brilliant sun, blue water and golden cornfields, the wheat swaying in the wind and songs that spoke of love and life, war and peace, death and sorrow.

It was filled with innocent laughs, nights spent underneath the starry sky and games.

But I should've known that all good things come to an end, and that summer wouldn't be an exception.

When I came back to my home town and left the beautiful landscapes of Europe, I felt... empty. The grey streets, the tumult of cars, the nauseous warmth rising from the heated concrete and the polluted air was so different from the dream-like scenery of my native country and it's pure fresh air.

It was depressing, and I spend whole days in my bed, silent tears running down my cheeks, wetting my pillow.

It had been good to get away from my family for a while. To leave behind my perfect sister and her perfect life, to live my own dream alone, away from here, in a place where I felt special.

And then, school began. At first, I considered it as my salvation. The only thing that could actually bring me back to life. With Candice at my side, her sure stance and her long an flowing blond hair, I was sure to get better in no time. I was sure that it would be just like before. Me and her laughing, making stupid jokes we were the only ones to understand and having fun all day long.

But when I got back to school a surprise was waiting for me.

Candy, my beloved Candy, my best friend and my almost-sister, was with Zack. He was holding her hand and their heads were inclined toward each other, identical knowing smiles on their perfect faces. It was hard not to be awestruck before their beauty. It was hard not to feel the pang of disappointment and to keep the overwhelming feeling of betrayal in my gut as I watched them from distance, knowing that I would spend my life looking at people like that, never being able to reach them.

Zack. Zachary James Peterson. The boy I had a crush on since third grade. And Candice.

They were together. And not even once had Candy mentioned it in the daily emails she wrote me when I was away from home.

I felt tears prickling my eyes. I blinked several times and the prickling stopped. I walked toward the perfect couple, trying to smile, hoping that it didn't look like a wince.

When Candy saw me, she hesitated. Her face went from smiling to guilty and then switched back to smiling.

"Hey!" she said and stood up, dropping Zack's hand.