When I got home from the store, I quickly ran up into my room. I pace back in forth thinking it over and over as I bit my thumb. I've never been so hesitant about facing my problems with someone, because well...I've never had to deal with it. Now that I'm brought to this situation, I'm blank. I really don't know what to do.For the last time now, I finally close my eyes and breathe in taking slow steps towards my bed. I grab my phone, slowly gliding my fingers on the pad. Once I reach his number, I wince. I groan to myself as I stare at the call button, debating wether to do it or not.
Then, I finally press it.
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The sunset is shining bright as I swing back and forth on the swing set. Taking in the marvelous view of the sky above me. Gazing as the birds fly past my head through the clouds of smoke in the pink sky. This moment sure is beautiful.
I keep swinging myself as I wait for David. If I'm being honest, I'm quiet nervous. I haven't seen him in weeks nor felt him. I quickly stop myself their when I think about his touch. How it warms me from inside and out.
"Ugh" I groan wishing to stop thinking about us. I stop my actions and hop of the swing. As I'm fully straight I look up, seeing him. David walks briefly over to me not taking his eyes off of mine. I on the other hand just stand there still, frozen probably. My eyes blown out of their sockets as I see him walk closer to me.
I quickly look down to the ground trying to ignore the beating problem in my chest. "Hey" I whisper to him. I grab a strand of my hair and pull it behind my ear while slowly inching my head up.
"Hi...Stella" and without permission he wraps his arms around me, brining me close to his chest. I inhale his scent that I truly became addicted to before and now I'm met with it once more. He nudges his head into the crook of my neck taking in a breath. "I missed you" he breathes.
I too slowly wrap my arms around him cautiously. I can't help but let a tear escape my eyes as he holds me. I start nodding my head onto his chest whispering the words, "I missed you too"
We hold each other for a little moment then let go. I'm weak. I can't help but accept his feelings into me. Clashing and burning mine with his. We are both broken as we look at each other in the eyes. Not one of us breaking the contact we crave dearly.
As his eyes burn into mine, I break the silence and finally stand tall for what I'm about to unleash to him. The devastating news that he doesn't want to hear, but needs to. I quickly wipe the tears off my face and take a deep breath, then finally speak. "I'm...so sorry David, but I came here today...to help you. To help relive that pain that's been damaging you for awhile." I pause taking in a breath, while still staring at those blue aqua eyes of his. "But it has to come to an end between us David. It just...has too" I choke on my tears that are now streaming down my face.
He grabs my hand, sliding his fingers into the palm of my hands, leaving a deadly burning sensations all over it. While softly rubbing my hand, he takes a step closer to me to the point where I can breathe his same air while scanning my face entirely. "Stella, please...don't leave me" he begs me as he softly begins to cry.
I close my eyelids tight. Taking in his words. I clam my racing mind down, thinking deeply again. I'm weak. I'm fucking weak! I yell to myself. "No, David" I shake my head, backing away from him. I need to be free from this. I can't.
While I take my step back, he dares to take a step forward. Without permission again, he locks his arms around my waist. David pulls me with such strong force making my back ache in pain from his tight grip around me. Then he glides his hand up to my chest wrapping it around my neck.
"You can't leave me" he growls, giving me that dangerous stare, making my eyes go wide with fear lacing all over me. I'm terrified in this moment. I've never seen this side of David before, he's honestly...scaring me.
"Da-David your..hurting me" I try to pull his hands off of me, but to no avail. His strong hands digging into me at this point as I start to freak out. "Stop" I scream out to snap him out of his angry state.
I try my best to catch breathes, still shaking in his harsh grip. Our tears uncontrollable at this point. Both of us crying as he secures his hand around my neck, while the other is still wrapped around me firmly.
"This is how I feel everyday, every moment, every second. You left me Stella when I needed you the most" David finally let's go of my neck giving me air to breathe. After my short seconds of breathes, he snakes his hand behind my head. Moving my head closer to him face. I quickly turn my head not daring to look at him. "You damaged me" he croaks in a whisper.
I give up, dropping my head while I sob. "I'm sorry" is all I can say back to him.
"You can keep saying that Stella, but I'll never let you go" he states then does something that leaves me feeling ashamed. He grabs the back of my head, roughly pressing his lips on mine. He gives me a sloppy kiss, making me instantly move back away from him. Feeling disgusted once again.
David doesn't seem to agree with my action as he grabs me back again. Pulling me closer to his chest. I start to pound on his chest, trying my hardest to break free from him. Yet again, I can't. "Stop fighting me" he breathes into the base of my neck, while softly stroking my face. "You will be the death of me, Stella"
After the words left his lips, he disappeared. The last words he said to me before leaving me stranded in the park alone in the dark. My body feels like acid, feeling the burning, melting substance overtake my soul.
As I stand here in shock, I listen to the swings creaking in the distant while the owls hoot in the trees from above me. My mind continues its battles in my mind. I try to fight the image that pops into my brain of him giving me those deadly eyes that didn't look like him.
You will be the death of me, Stella. I repeat those words over and over in my mind like a song on replay. Never ending it feels like as I walk to my car. When I reach the car, I throw myself inside. Making sure to lock the door quickly.
I look ahead. Staring at the blank street in my eyes. I look down bringing my hands to the steering wheel. I couldn't help, but tighten my grip around the wheel. I feel to angry to just ignore these feelings I'm trying to avoid.
After a never ending cycle of thoughts, I begin to ask myself, "What have I done?" as I put the car in drive heading home to where I feel safe, or so I thought.
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