Part 12

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I thought it was over. I hoped I had found peace. I had got used to calling him. The moment I pressed the call button it didn't go through. My heart throbbed hard. I texted him it didn't go through. Ever messaging platform. BLOCKED. Why so randomly? WHY NOW? I was happy. Were her words true about me annoying him? Did he really feel like I always bother him?

My name is Elise Monroe, I come to say love is beautiful. It's like a palette of all the beautiful colors. It can also be terrorizing. By now word of my death is out. Yes, I'm one of many victims of one-sided love. Before it felt like I was stabbed every aching thing "he" said. I used to think I was happy if I had him. I was happy with him. I was shown a new world. A wonderful world. Very different from the hell I lived in before. My last words are of regret, not regretting loving you but regretting not telling you. I don't really have friends to say bye to. I can't understand why anyone would cry because of my death. Why cry about someone you didn't truly know. Jordan knew about me, he knew the real Elise. He didn't pity me. He tried to listen and learn to make it better. Because of this December, January, February, and march were my only months of happiness. My moments of happiness with you. The word Blocked hurt me a lot. It struck harder than anything I've ever felt...........................

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