❝We're meant to be end-game❞
THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY; THIS IS A TRAGEDY.
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Nora thinks she is living out her dream. So why does it feel like such a nightmare?
Nora loves Oliver. Oliver loves Nora. It's meant to be simple. But with Oliver's old h...
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Nora was rendered speechless. She was literally paralysed with shock. She couldn't move, think or speak. What had she done?
"Yes! It's me. Nor please talk to me. I love you so much and I miss you and I need you. I need you!"
"I...." Nora started but there was nothing to say. She had no words.
"Please say something," Oliver begged, his voice becoming strained and desperate.
"I...."
"Anything. Please, I just want to hear your voice..."
After a long pause, Nora finally spoke. "I love you, Oliver. But I can never forgive you for what you said and did. You... you broke me. I'm slowly recovering so please stop calling me. It's best for both of us."
"That's not true! You know we're good together. Stop-"
Nora hung up. She took off an earring from her ear and used it to take out the sim card from her phone, throwing it far into the corner of the room after she got it out.
Then she started crying for the twenty-sixth time that week.
As much as she hated to admit it, she missed Oliver. She missed his kisses and avocado toasts and the words he would whisper into her ear that would make her knees weak. She missed him. So so much.
Suddenly her new home felt like a prison. The four walls of the bedroom began to close in on her. Her breaths became frantic and desperate and her lungs seemed to inflate out of sync. She could feel bile rising up her throat and the veins in her head felt like they were about to explode.
"Shit," She gasped in agony.
Nora got her first panic attack at eleven. She was with her parents in the car and had been sleeping for the car journey. Tucked under her arm was a fluffy teddy bear that she carries around everywhere even though Madeline used to laugh at her and tell her she was too old for teddies. Of course Madeline had become a full-fledged adult at ten and acted like she had all the wisdom of the world. The car journey was quiet until Nora woke up to the screams of her parents. She was blinded by the bright light in front of them and the last thing she saw before the collision was her mother reaching back to hold her hand.
They had all gotten out safe. Her father had a concussion and her mother had broken the arm that she had curled around awkwardly to grab Nora before the collision. Nora didn't know they were safe however and for the few minutes they all lied unconscious in the flipped vehicle, their blood staining the broken glass of the window shield, Nora believed they were dead. Suddenly, she found herself unable to breathe. It was her time. She thought she was dying and a dull gladness took over her because she didn't want to live in a world without her mother and father.
It happened again after she was spiked in high school. Simultaneously, Madeline had gotten into a car crash. While she was hooked to IV's and Madeline was in the other room of the hospital fighting for her life, it happened again. Thankfully there were doctors there to help her through the panic attack and to properly tell her what was wrong with her.
