Soaring

Trapped. Shattered. Broken. These are the words that describe Vanessa Cooper's life. The cracked pieces of her memories are needed to be fixed, little by little. With the right person, Vanessa could be whole again, but depending on the people she intends to get closer with, will she finally be fixed or broken, permanently?
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"Wait!" he called out, grabbing my wrist. I could hear the slight desperateness at the edge of that word.
I hesitated for a second, but remembered what he had done. He had been the one to cause all of this.
I ripped my hand away from him and walked even faster now. He followed, but I stopped him.
"Don't," I warned. "I just-I need to be alone right now," I said.
"Vanessa, I-"
"Please," I whimpered softly, my anger simmering down. The plead of my voice finally got to him, and he nodded. Silence. I turned to walk away, and his footsteps getting softer and softer told me he was walking in the opposite direction.
He didn't look back.