I can't feel my body as I continue running in the ice cold pouring rain. The rain is coming down so hard and so fast that I can't even see what's in front of me.
But, do I stop?
No.
Surely, by now my whole entire body is drenched, like I jumped in a gigantic swimming pool and sat underwater for minutes, letting the smooth water seek into my clothes and hair, absorbing all dry parts remaining on my body.
My steady heart is now in a speeding pump and feels as if it'll give out at any second.
I have to stop.
I've been running in the departed road for about ten nonstop minutes, not looking back once.
Suddenly, my legs come to a halt and I catch my breath, remaining in the road. No one drives down this street anyways.
Once all my breath is caught, I try to make a run again, but my legs yell 'no'. Please let me run.
Realizing my body isn't allowing me to go, I stare upon the road.
All of a sudden, my gentle heart scrunches up, shriveling all at once.
I grab my chest upon where my aching heart is located and shut my eyes.
My two wobbling legs finally give out as they drop me to my knees on the dirty ground. My shaking head throbs as I touch the wounded part that Kyle did, then look upon my stained fingers.
Blood.
Blood everywhere.
Tears then flow down my drenched face, blending in with the pouring rain. At first the crying is quiet and unrecognizable, but then becomes loud and horrid.
My head bows down to the floor as I use my arms and hands to block my forehead from kissing the ground, still standing upon my knees as I continuously cry, sounding like screams.
Kevin said he 'loved me'.
He just used me for sex.
My body loved him.
But, my mind told me not to, as I trailed my own journey into loving him.
I feel worthless.
I remain in the same comfortable position for what seems like hours, but not even five minutes.
I slowly lift my shaking head up and use my hand to swipe back my soaking wet hair. I still stand upon my hurting knees and continue crying, hard.
Suddenly, my screams and tears stop as I look forward, sniffing my nose continuously.
I squint my puffy eyes until I make out what's directing in front of me.
Lights. Two bright, circular lights. Head lights.
The gleaming lights grow larger and larger as my body doesn't want to move. I just stare.
The car can't see with all of this rain pounding down, so maybe it'll look like an accident.
No one loves me.
No one can love me.
No one needs me.
I'm just a worthless toy.
The bright lighted car is only meters away from my statued body.
I shred one more tear and glance around, taking in one last look of life, and gently close my eyes, waiting for my life to be stolen.
