Torn

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It's cold. I'm tired and numb. Is this what death feels like? Why does it feel so sad? Why does it feel so lonely? Why isn't he here? I need him here. I need him to help me. 

Everything feels so numb. I just want to die. Please Lord, help me. Xander, I'm sorry. I should have needed you, but it's him, and it will always be him. There was a time when I did love you, but that's turned into hate now. I know it should have been me and you, and I'm sorry that is wasn't. I really hate how this ended up. 

Suddenly, I feel a wetness on my cheeks and I raise my hand up to them. Teardrops. But they've frozen. It's so cold. I need to get out of here. Why did I do this? Why did I run here? Here of all places. I think to myself as I lie in the cold snow. I should get up. No, I need to get up. I need to find him. I need to tell him I love him before he dies. 

Maybe he'll live, though. Think happy thoughts. He'll be out in no time, then we can run away and be happy together. No more overprotective parents or psychotic ex-boyfriends. It will all be peace.

I roll over onto my stomach and push myself up. My body feels so numb, but I have to keep going. I have to see him again. I have to make this right. It feels like a thousand weights are pushing me down, but I manage to stand up. I take a second to breathe. As I do, I see the fog of my own breathing. I decided to take my first step. As I do, it feels like a thousand needles are being pierced into my skin. But I don't care. I just have to keep going. I'll make it back. 

I start to run and soon I'm full-on sprinting. It is a little hard, though, having a limp and all. All that is keeping me going is the rage and hatred I have for you. It fuels me. I hope you get what you deserve at that mental hospital thing. I hope they lock you away so you can never hurt me or any other human being. You're the devil itself but marked as an angel. You are the greatest liar in the history of the universe. You almost took him from me. So I took something greater. I took your life away.

If only you'd let me go, then you could have made a new family. You could have grown old. But no, you threw it all away. I hope you think about what you did as you rot in that prison. I hope I grow old and happy with him and never see you again.

I'm interrupted of my thoughts by a car beeping at me, waiting for me to cross. I quickly do and I'm finally at the hospital. I ask the receptionist for him and she tells me the room. I sprint to it even though my insides were burning. I made it to the doorway and stopped.

There he is. The most beautiful man in the world. The man I love and the man who loves me. I walk over to the chair and sit in it. Since I'm sure I'm gonna be here awhile I decide that you should know the full story. 

I prop my phone up on the table and press record. I smile wickedly knowing this will certainly be fun for you.

"Hey Xander! It's me. Listen, I know we ended up on bad terms, but I decided that you should know the full story. So I'm going to tell you how it all happened. How we fell in love. How I fell out of love. How he knew so much more stuff than you'll ever know. How I invited you in, but you refused. How he kissed me with those oh so soft and sweet lips." I said cruelly,

"So Xander, sit back and relax cause this will be a long one."

This is just the prologue, longer stories will come

Thank U for reading.

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