Bluebells And Blushes

Bluebells And Blushes

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He felt lost in the world. But very soon a special girl would become his world. ================================ "I'm sorry." I whispered, my rucksack on my back. She had tears in her eyes and more falling down her cheeks. Evey one of them breaks my heart a little more. I soon feel my own tears mingling with the rain streaming down my face. "When will you return?" Her voice cracks. I look down, unable to look her in the eyes."I will travel the world until I find it in my heart to forgive you. That's when I'll return." She sobs. A part of me only wants throw my arms around her and tell it'll be okay but my other half wants to slap her, grab her shoulders and scream in her face "Why would you do this to me." I can't bring myself to touch her. I know it's terrible but I can feel myself creating those words that claw up my throat, threatening to spill over in a terrible bubbling mass of hatred and hurt. As much as I love her I hate her too. She broke my heart but I still haven't the power to leave indefinitely. I finally look at her, staring into her eyes, her face tells me about all the guilt, the grief, the self-hatred. I want to memorize that face so when I close my eyes I know she feels bad about it too. I am aware that I still possess that drawing of her, the one I had sketched in the greenhouse that fateful day. Back then she was just a name. When she saved me I could finally put a face to that name. I close my eyes committing the curves of her nose, the color of her eyes, and the angle of her cheekbones and jaw to memory. I let out a puff of air, my breath condensing in the cold air. I put my head down, my wet bangs sticking to my forehead. The lump in my throat won't go away. I turn around and start to walk away into the fog and rain. "Will." She calls. I stop. There's a moment of silence. "I love you." I shut my eyes squeezing out more tears. I continue to walk and this time, ================================
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AVAILABLE ON KINDLE Her tired, trembling steps are struggling to move forward in the pouring rain, yet she drags herself aimlessly down the deserted road. Her body is exhausted, her heart even more so, and her mind is too clouded with pain to figure out where to go. There is no destination, only the unbearable urge to escape. "WHY... WHYYYYY!!!" She screams, her cry so raw and loud that it pierces the silence of the night. But there is no one around to hear her pain. There is no one around to hear her pain. Her voice disappears into the wind, as if the world itself has turned its back on her. Suddenly, headlights blaze through the rain-soaked darkness. She shields her eyes from the sharp brightness, her heart racing in panic. The sight of the car jolts her back to reality. She knows immediately he's here. "No...." Without wasting a second, she turns and begins walking faster, almost slipping on the wet pavement. The driver's door swings open, and in the very next moment, he storms out of the car, his eyes looking directly towards her. "GET IN THE CAR!" He commands, his voice sharp, cold, and unrelenting. Her pace quickens, but before she can take more than a few steps, she feels herself lifted off the ground. He sweeps her into his arms without hesitation. Her fists pound against his chest in resistance, her body writhing to break free. "Let me go!" She cries, hitting him again and again. "I don't want to go..." But her efforts seem futile. Her strength is no match for his iron grip. He doesn't flinch. He doesn't stop. Without a word, he strides toward the car and shoves the door open, placing her inside with force. "NO! NO!" She screams, trying to push back, and escape. But her voice is swallowed by the roar of thunder. The rain pours harder, drowning her screams, her tears, her very existence, leaving only silence and the hum of an engine waiting to drag her back into the nightmare she's trying so desperately to escape.

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