Actually, I Dont Care

Actually, I Dont Care

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The earth will never run out of air and people will never run out of oxygen. But it seems like Im running out. My chest began bouncing up and down and my mouth wide open, trying to collect air. I held my chest to lessen the pain which doesnt want to go away. "Help!" I tried to speak, despite my difficulty in breathing. "Help me, please." I tried again, but no one heard me. Oh yeah, thats because Im alone right now. I left and now I have no one. I tried my best to stand and reach for my phone which was beside my bed lamp, and dialed 911. It rang and i waited then someone spoke. "Hel-" "Help me! I couldn't breathe, my chest hurts, please come... Please Chase." I whispered the last part and everything went black.
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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