IMAGINATION

IMAGINATION

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"What is it?" He asked me. I freeze at the words forms in the book, it only reveals the future events and what I just saw is not good for the future. "What does it say Anaya?" He asked again with concern and fear in his voice. "He will die tonight" I replied as cold as I could be. It's not that I'm feeling bad, I can't even feel a single a thing ever since I got here. "Well we can't let that happen" he said and reached his hand to my shoulder and I turned to face his worried brown eyes, which was filled with emotions and feelings which I craved the most 'TO FEEL' "We can't change that and you know it" I replied as I looked away from his gaze and again looked at the notebook in front of me. He shook his head and put a hand on his temple as if he was thinking of something. "But what if we can" he said and I frowned at him looked into his deep brown eyes. "What if you can" he replied and I know what he is thinking about but I don't know if it will work. We've never done this before. I don't know how I got here, I don't even remember my life before here, all I know that everything around me is falling apart and I know it all.
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"I could kill you," he grins holding the gun to my temple. "I wouldn't be scared," I reminded him. He trails the gun under my chin lifting it, allowing me to look him in the eyes. "No one would know you were murdered by me," he continues making me smile. "I think I might have a gun kink;" I tell him while holding eye contact. "Fuck," he mutters as he smashes his lip onto mine, •••• The crimson colour pools beneath me as I let him twist the dagger that had been living in my heart since the day we had met. Sometimes we settle for the love we think we deserve only because are parents didn't portray it better therefore we think the bare minimum is over the top. ••••

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