PART 3 OF, 'AGAINST THE WIND' FOLLOWED BY, 'ECHOES OF THE WIND.'
Will Jacob get back his love ? Or is a love lost forever? Read it in the next book of, 'THE WIND SERIES_#3' called "Return of the wind."
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TITLE MEANING: THERE MIGHT BE A HOPE THAT EVERYTHING MIGHT GO BACK TO NORMAL.
Renesmee
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I lay on the bed with both of my hands at my sides listening to ticking clock, that had been constant since the day he left till. . .
2 MONTHS.
There have been strange things since he left, birds flying slower and the trees have a strange appearance. There was a point where everything stopped; the wind, the scent of the flowers, even the flowing of the river - and a second after it continued . . .
Maybe I've lost my mind but do you ever feel like that, like you're losing your mind?
Losing track of time and losing every single thing you've ever had?
Like every single string inside of you broke faithless and tired of your own life!
And it feels like everything you do it's just another mistake and it takes your sanity away.
And you're nothing more than a waste of space?
Still I wait through the collapsed time. . .for HIM everyday day that continues to blend together and into one endless and suffocating loop. The desire to cry or an overwhelming feeling of sadness with no apparent reason intensifies and burns at my heart ...
Losing love feels like an vital organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is death ends but this goes forever. . .
Could I wait for so long?
I grasp my phone from the bed-side table and switch on the screen; 3 a.m. It showed vividly, the phone screen's hue hurt my eyes in the dim light of the yellow lamp. I rub my eyes 👀 slightly, and click on my inbox. My fingers hesitate urging to pause but I couldn't stop what I was doing. I click on my contacts and then to 𝙅𝘼𝘾𝙊𝘽. Have I really lost my mind? My heart twisted and sunk with nerves as the screen light felt cold.
I couldn't let myself do it! My eyes, shut for a brief second and my hands clasped the phone tight sighing softly. Trepidation swelled through me realizing what I was thinking and I slowly looked back at the screen.
JACOB? CAN I ASK YOU TO COME OVER HERE?
NOW?
I sighed and send the go arrow ➡. A minute after I still continued to stare at the screen, unable to understand why did I do that?
