3 Tasks, 30 Days
- Reads 425
- Votes 14
- Parts 8
I thought he was a goner.
But my thoughts were wrong, his soul wasn't. His soul wasn't vague at all. It was palpable.
The touch of his cold-lifeless body and the aroma of mint was filling up the atmosphere. The pale pigmentation of his skin and his raspy voice drove me surprisingly insane.
Why?
~
For a guy who merely talks, for a guy who gives distance from others, he's one hell of a person.
I met him in a crashing plane from Paris to California. He's a hero actually. He saved my life.
It changed my perspectives of him, partly everyone too. I was merely pessimistic about the littlest normal things. The fears and doubts of closely losing my life is always flashing through my mind but the thought of knowing he's always there for me, changed everything.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Through the fire and the flames
I guess this is all thanks to my dreams.. my silly writting of this in person, is all thanks to the dreams I've been having since Feburary 22nd (Go figure, it would be my birthday..) that have plauged me more and more since I spent that weekened with HIM. He is not the devil. But he isn't an angel either. I do realize that at times I may call him my "guardian angel" but, that in itself will be explained in due time. Merely, he is just my best friend and boyfriend.. This isn't gonna be all about him though. I will start from the begining of my diary I have in person (Which dates back to Feb. 2nd, 2012) all the way to present times.. Will I end it when my physical diary dies out? I'm not sure. Will there be meaningless entries within all this? Perhaps. But, I am growing tired of hiding in this being of mine.. So, before I offically begin, I must thank someone on here for showing me the proper way to express who I really am. And for that, all of this is dedicated to her~ I do not know her physically, though I pray one day I meet the beautiful and amazing girl she is. All I know her by is her screen name here, xStoptheWorldx..Complete
AND THEN THERE WAS US (BOOK 2)
BEFORE READING THIS MAKE SURE TO READ THE BOOK 1 FIRST- author They say love is patient. Love is kind. But no one ever told us that love... forgets. That sometimes, love comes home late, avoids your gaze, and smells like unfamiliar perfume. Minsan... love becomes a stranger wearing the face of the person you swore your life to. We were once the couple people envied. The ones who laughed at inside jokes, dreamed of baby names, and slow danced in the kitchen at 2AM. But things changed. Slowly. Quietly. At first, it was the way he stopped asking if I was okay. Then, it was the way I stopped answering-because I knew he wouldn't listen anyway. I never begged. Not for his time. Not for his love. Not even when I felt it slipping through my fingers. And he never noticed. Not the tears. Not the silence. Not even the way I held my stomach one last time and whispered goodbye. Some things were lost in the spaces between what we said... and what we never dared to. And sometimes, the loudest kind of heartbreak is the one no one hears. He held me once like I was his whole world. Now, I wonder if he'll remember the weight of my hand... When the world forgets I was ever here. Hindi ko alam kung kailan nagsimulang lumamig ang mga yakap mo. Kung kailan naging mas madalas ang katahimikan kaysa sa halik sa noo. Pero alam ko kung kailan ako tuluyang nawala sa'yo-noong hindi mo na ako hinanap. This isn't a story of blame. Or betrayal. Or even goodbye. This is the story of us. The version no one got to see. The part after the vows. The part where love stayed... but we didn't. "And Then There Was Us." Sometimes, forever isn't a promise. It's a countdown.Complete
Her Last Hope
Her POV: He was heartless, ruthless, cruel, calculating... there was not even one ounce of humanity in him-no trace of empathy or mercy, no place for love or kindness in his heart. He ruined me, humiliated me, crushed me... But he was powerful, strong, terrifying... no one dared to cross him or stand in his way. And so, I was left alone to bear the consequences of things I hadn't done. I promised I would avenge my dignity and my hard work, one way or another... But fate had other plans. He claimed that he loved me, but his actions revealed his true colors. And I- I never thought I was capable of hating someone so deeply, but I hated him with everything I had left in me. His POV: I was the king of the world-the most powerful man you'd ever meet. Cold and merciless, no one dared stand against me. Everyone sought my approval. They feared my wrath and worshipped my name. Everyone... except her. She was the woman who made my heart beat for the first time. The woman who looked past my power and saw the man beneath it. The only one who wanted nothing from me, while I wanted everything from her. But I couldn't blame her for despising me. Not after everything I had done. For the first time in my life, I was wrong. And I only realized it when it was too late. Still, I vowed-if she ever came back into my life, I would never let her go again. I never imagined I could love someone that much... but I loved her with everything I had.Complete![A Genius In Love [COMPLETED] [EDITING]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/83955574-256-k169753.jpg)
A Genius In Love [COMPLETED] [EDITING]
It wasn't necessarily the way that he would talk, even though have of the time I had to ask him what he meant. It wasn't even the way that he would try to tease me about my height even though he wasn't all that tall himself. Maybe it was the way that he would chuckle under his breath when he had to explain something to me (more than once I might add) Or maybe it was the way that he would go out of his way to meet up with me in the hallways right before my algebra class just so we could hear how the others day was going (which almost made us late to class on numerous occasions) Or maybe it was even the way that he would compliment me on the rare occasion (He had told me once that I looked beautiful with glasses even though I hated them and preferred my contacts more) It could've even been the fact that when he spotted me in the hallways and would leave his friends just to come and talk to me. Even though I would point out the fact that he left his friends, he would just smile and chuckle which would cause a blush to creep up onto my features. All I knew at the time was that I was falling in love with one of the smartest people I had known. I prayed that by some miracle the feelings would go away, even though I knew they wouldn't. After graduation, it would be a long time before we crash into each other again. If I would've known that I would find him again in the future, I would've prepared myself better. But as I stood there, staring into those blue eyes of his, I knew that I had fallen in love with him all over again. ((Also none of the pictures are mine, all credit goes to the original artists))Complete
Broken By Mafia
He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."Complete
Thirst
Pain. Everywhere. I could hardly breathe. But still, I forced myself to stay awake. I couldn't risk falling asleep. I looked at the small cage he had put me in, and sighed to myself. I felt my eyes lose their yellow colour, and go back to my usual colour, hazel. It wasn't easy, being taken away from your family at a young age, and being changed. Into a monster. I didn't know exactly what I was, but I even scared myself when he took me to the woods to hunt, like he just had. I wish he would just let me die. But he wouldn't. Every day, he told me that I was his most precious valuable, and he couldn't let me go. But that doesn't stop my small fantasy of him letting me die. Nothing ever would. That was the thing that I wanted most in the world. That and one more thing. Blood.Complete
I guess this is all thanks to my dreams.. my silly writting of this in person, is all thanks to the dreams I've been having since Feburary 22nd (Go figure, it would be my birthday..) that have plauged me more and more since I spent that weekened with HIM. He is not the devil. But he isn't an angel either. I do realize that at times I may call him my "guardian angel" but, that in itself will be explained in due time. Merely, he is just my best friend and boyfriend.. This isn't gonna be all about him though. I will start from the begining of my diary I have in person (Which dates back to Feb. 2nd, 2012) all the way to present times.. Will I end it when my physical diary dies out? I'm not sure. Will there be meaningless entries within all this? Perhaps. But, I am growing tired of hiding in this being of mine.. So, before I offically begin, I must thank someone on here for showing me the proper way to express who I really am. And for that, all of this is dedicated to her~ I do not know her physically, though I pray one day I meet the beautiful and amazing girl she is. All I know her by is her screen name here, xStoptheWorldx..
More detailsContent Guidelines