A/N: I will be listing some songs that I think match the chapter. You are welcome to listen to these songs as you read or ignore them haha.Song: Lovely by Billie Eilish and Khalid
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I've always wondered how hard one must wish for their wishes to come true.
A streak of lightning followed by a clap of thunder in the black sky made my eyes refute to sleep. It was not because I had a fear of storms, but that I wanted to hear the rain patter against the roof above my head and the streaks of blue light illuminate my room with shadows.
I stared out the window easily getting lost in the trickling water rolling down against the glass. The numerous streaks similar to my reddened cheeks stained with salty tears. The echo of the thunder booming across the sky mimicked the beating of my hollow heavy heart. How come love can bring you to your high and also make you come crashing down to a black pit of nothingness?
My lungs struggled to expand to their fullest, as if the air in my room lacked of oxygen. I grabbed my pillow and wrapped my arms around it tightly. The warmth was reminding me of him.
A sudden small sob escaped my lips while more tears leaked out of my eyes at the thought of the boy I used to call mine. Perhaps the ache hurt more due to the realization that I no longer had someone to love me.
I should have known the consequences of falling in love, letting a boy take my fragile heart into his care and trusting that he would protect it; but it should not of hurt as bad as it did as I cried under a storm.
The rain continued to drizzle just like the tears on my sun kissed cheeks and did not stop until there were no more tears to be poured and until the aching pain was numb and the eyelids heavy. I laid on my back, thunder still rolling and lightning flashing. My eyes closed but my mind was far from weariness.
All I want is to escape.
My conscience felt more like a pawn in life's game. My luck was grim, if I did get what I desired it lasted only for a few memorable moments before I could no longer grasp it in my fingers. Maybe I took things for granted or that I was far too lost in my dreams to take a look at reality. The good moments.
Regardless of what I thought in my head the pain was there and it had battled all of the happiness in me. I was left with nothing, stuck staring at the ceiling. I begged my mind to shut up but nothing could stop the "what might've beens" in my head.
Another streak of lightning erupted in an electric blue. The thunder grew louder and rolled faster than before. My room would grow bright with a second of blue streaks before it would retreat to blackness just as fast as it came.
I continued to stare off into my room, listening and watching the storm. As the minutes ticked by the storm appeared to increase in violence. The lightning was bigger and brighter and the thunder loud enough to shake my house. I no longer wished to be awake, fear taking control of my head as I laid under my blankets with only my face vulnerable.
Lightning. Thunder. Lightning. Thunder....
The next flash came, the brightest one yet. My heart began to beat harder and faster before nearly skipping a beat when the thunder boomed.
Then I shrieked in horror.
It was only a glimpse, but I could specifically remember the green eyes that were looking at me from the foot of the bed. I quickly threw the blankets over me completely, my heart pounding in my head and my stomach twisting into numerous knots. I'm going to die.
I kept myself under the blankets for a few more minutes before taking a deep breath and slowly pulling back the blankets. I felt like a child all over again, but this time it felt so real.
However, I was swept with relief at the sight of no green eyes figure standing at the foot of my bed. The storm itself had calmed in its own relief, and I was able to laugh lightly at my own imagination and snuggle back into my bed.
"It was just my imagination," I whispered to myself. My eyes closed and I quickly drifted off to sleep.
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A/N: HEY GUYS WHAT'S UP ITS KAYLA. While I am on Instagram 25/8 on my account, I feel like I should connect more with my Wattpad followers bc I don't wanna ONLY write stories. Like I wanna interact with you all and read all of your comments because UwU
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Update on my life: I'm a sophomore in high school, i have no friends but its chill, I've been in love with Robbie for three years now holy guacamole, I met a British guy at Shake Shack at Grand Central Station and we like each other but idk what we're doing lmao
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