Chapter 15(9)

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Since the day Tom was searching Y/N everywhere. He was seeing her in passers-by, in mirrors, she seemed to live with him once again. There was no doubt she was making him insane. This was going on for about a month now. Meanwhile Y/N was left alone once again. This seemed to be going on in a circle. All the crying in the night, loneliness and pain. Imagining his hands and his warm embrace in cold nights, trying to keep in mind how calming his breath was on her skin. Little did she know that he was falling asleep merely with her ghosting taste on his lips. That he would give everything and more just to breathe in the smell of coconut, coming from her curly hair, to hold her so thin and feminine hands close to his heart.

But just as faith desires, betrayal can't be forgiven, and the dearest love turns out to be the abrupt one.

Tom was a complete mess when he was driving home late at night. Tears in his eyes and her picture in his hand. He wasn't even looking at the road and what surprised him was that he still was alive.

He was driving on a huge highway. There were only a few cars passing by, each time making Tom look up from the picture. For that very reason he hated all of the car drivers who were on the highway. How dare they make his eyes leave his angel, his little girl. Thus, he decided not to look at anything but her. Just as he was about to do as decided a bike was driving to his direction.
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"Oh my god, what was it??" He cried and ran out of the car. The bike was on the ground, a few feet away from it was sitting a person, removing the helmet.
"Are you nu..." the person now was without a helmet and awestruck. So was Tom. He didn't want to look up from Y/N not to see...Y/N.

The man slowly approached Y/N, who now was examining her seemingly injured leg.

"Y/N, i...is that you? Darling please talk to me."
'Oh god, out of all people it just had to be you.' Her thoughts were running.
"What did I do? Does it hurt? I'm...s...so sorry." He was crying. He didn't want to, but there was nothing he could do. By the time he had squatted against Y/N, his red and puffy eyes tearing her soul apart. She approached him, caressing his cheek and...the world and his blue orbs suddenly turned black...

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