A Random Collection of Short Stories

The Man That Changed It All

I fell in love with him the first time he spoke. How ironic his first words would sentence me to death. It wasn't death in the physical sense as much as it was in the emotional or mental sense. Those words echo through my head and nothing seemed to matter anymore to me. I thought he was my Romeo, but I was so wrong. Ever since that day, the world seemed to fade away and everything reminded me of him. The smell of the air, the sound of the usual traffic, the steady pace at which my life moved. I lost track of time and no longer seemed to function. The only thing I cared about was seeing him again. The toxicity of his words drew me in like a moth to a flame. I couldn't stand being away from him anymore so that day I decided to go see him.

I got in my car and drove like my life depended on it. I gripped the steering wheel with sweating palms and the sound of my racing heart to push me forward. The longer I was in that car the louder his words rang in my ears. They echoed through my head like a cannon during war. I finally arrived at the last place I saw him. I parked and stopped the car. I sat there not knowing what to do now that I got there. I wanted to see him but I don't know if I could handle it. It's been so long since I had seen him and just wanted to forget him. I couldn't do that though. I finally got out of the car and walked toward him. With each step I took, my body shook more with nerves. I stopped walking about a foot away from him. At this point, I was past the point of nervous and have gone completely numb. I stood before him and all I could think about was the past.

The history I had with him. Those beautiful, torturous days and nights. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was just as breathtakingly beautiful as the last time I saw him. I can't let myself get pulled back in. I won't let it happen. I rubbed my arm where those now faint scars are. I traced them and let their memories swallow me whole. They grounded me and kept me from throwing it all away for him. I hardened my gaze and stared into his harsh golden eyes with my own stormy gray ones. My body stiffened the second he took a step toward me. I was about to flinch away but remembered he can't affect me anymore. He no longer has power over me. He no longer has power over me. He no longer has power over me. I repeated those words countless times to myself while walking up to the building and through the dingy halls. I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes to try and stop shaking. I gathered all the hate, all the anger, all the insanity that drove me to this moment and harnessed it into my words. I spoke with such venom that it even shocked me.

"Hello again. It's been a while, hasn't it? How have you been? Have you enjoyed being stuck in this goddamn hellhole? I haven't missed you. In fact, my life has improved so much since then. I hope that seeing me happy tears you to pieces. This is the last time you'll ever see me again. I hope the image of me standing in front of you with more power than you'll ever have burns in your mind until the day you die, you sick disgrace of a man."

The second the last word leaves my mouth he pounces at me. He runs at me and crashes against the bulletproof glass separating me from him. He screams and claws and pounds against the glass but it does nothing. I just stare deep into his eyes and I can feel the burning resentment he now has toward me. His eyes grabbed me and held me captive but I refused to let them win over me. The guards surrounding the room move slightly, unsure of what will happen with their prisoner. I can see the crazy passion surging through his eyes and how badly he's been affected while here. I don't care though. I walk away from him and walk out the door. 

I get to my car and stop. My eyes start to burn and I can feel the tears threatening to burst. I leaned against the car and start to sob. I know that I haven't fully healed and seeing him just now proved that. I could feel the self-hatred starting to creep into my brain and his words began to fill my head. I bent over and grabbed my head. I tried to steady myself but my knees buckled and I crashed onto the pavement. Tears streamed down my face and I could feel how destroyed I really was at that moment. I sat there for almost an hour before I finally got in my car and collected myself. I drove home and the only thoughts filling my mind were my own self-loathing and the man that changed it all.

Author's Note-

Hey guys! This is my second story/work that I've posted. I hope you guys enjoy the first story in this collection. I wrote this for my high school English class so that's where this came from. (lol) It's a bit of a mess but I hope you enjoy! I also realize that I haven't added to my other book in quite some time but I should hopefully be adding to that soon.