The Why Behind What We Feel

The Why Behind What We Feel

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He looks up at me, the storm in his eyes fully raging now. "I want to be alone with you." "And...you are alone with me. Right now. At this very moment." He stands and slowly walks around the desk, never taking his eyes off mine. He stands in front of me and suddenly, I feel weak. He seems almost...unhinged. Should I be worried? Or better yet, should I be afraid? Letting my thoughts consume me, I take a step back. Aspen furrows his brows. "Are you... afraid of me?" I swallow hard. "No." He takes a step forward, closing the space between us. "Yes you are." "No, I'm not," I say firmly. "I'm not afraid of you. I'm just...worried about you." My words seem to momentarily stun him. His stormy eyes start to soften and his hard, stoic expression turns into something I can't quite place. It's not really sadness. It's not anger. It's.... It's fear. "What are you afraid of?" I whisper softly, reaching for his hand. He's hesitant at first, but he finally takes my hand, lacing our fingers together. He stares down at our joined hands for a while before looking up at me. "I'm afraid of losing you." ****WARNING**** This book heavily mentions suicide, and while it is not graphically described, it is both mentioned and implied throughout the entirety of this book.
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They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

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