How I Died Dreaming

How I Died Dreaming

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That's when I knew it. That's when I knew everything was bond to change. ----------------- A couple hours Earlier... --------------- Everything was pitch black. That's how I liked it. I could never fall asleep with a bright light coming out from one of my little brother's race car night light. After all, I was too old for night lights! I'm 17, and I don't wet my bed like my annoying brother Thomas does! He can't even pronounce my name right, even though it's so simple-Daisy! He always says "Day-Ke" instead, oh ya...he's also 7. "Ugh!" I mumbled to myself. I always put so much anger and all the pressure from the day on me when I'm ready to go to bed. Like how I was the one who made the softball team lose championships, and how I was the only one who didn't even get close to winning our swimming competition. "Ugh!" I repeated. One night, just one night of no worries and no stress.
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[COMPLETED] "We both agreed, Apollo! We said no feelings, no attachments! You promised you wouldn't get attached." I look down at my lap in worry and shame. I have no idea what to say, I promised her, but like an idiot I broke that promise. "Say something!" My breath hitches and I look up at my beautiful girl through my lashes, my eyes brimming with tears because I know after tonight we won't be seeing each other again. I stand up from the edge of the bed and walk over to her, watching as her chest moves up and down harshly with each breath. My eyes trail over the love marks I left moments ago when we were happy to only get lost in each other's arms temporarily. She's mad at me. I never wanted her to be mad at me. "I'm sorry, baby," I whisper reaching forward to run my finger along her cheek catching the falling tear that flows down her soft skin. "You promised." She whispers. I know. "I promise I'm not attached, Blue." Too late. ••• Apollo and Blue have a few things in common. They're both lonely, they're both sad and they both attend the same university, a place where they stumble upon each other for the first time. So when the two decide to keep each other company by forming a causal relationship, the hard-headed Blue sets clear instructions for Apollo. Do not get attached. #2 Dark // 7 April 2022 #1 Interracial // 8 April 2022

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