Salt Meets Wound

Salt Meets Wound

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People seem to love asking, "What happened? How are you?" I can never answer honestly. Partially because I'm hoping that if I say my answer enough, it will one day be true. And partially because I just can't accept the truth - he's gone. So, I'll smile and say, "I'm okay. We just drifted. It's no big deal." And the worst part isn't that I'm lying. It's that they believe it. It's been a month and people still treat me like I'm made of glass, like if they say the wrong word, I'll just break. Honestly, though, all this pretending is exhausting. Pretending I don't miss him, pretending I'm okay, pretending it was nothing. But I don't want to pretend anymore. It was everything; he was everything, to me. He still is. That night is a blur now, but I can still feel it. Every touch runs deep in my veins. Each word resonates in my mind. The image of him leaving haunts my thoughts. The memory sets my heart on fire all over again. But that's all it is now. That's all he is now; a memory.
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"Who are you?" He asked eyes as wide and bright as the moon. His expression didn't even fit his pretty face anymore, it was just plastered there laughing at me crushing me down. This is not me! I don't get emotional and break down. I was raised to be strong and fight these horrible beasts that murdered my family. I took a look at him. He was all tied up and bruised. His dress shirt was wet and torn with blood all over it. I hated how he looked, it broke me down. "Answer me!" He yelled nearly in my face. I closed my eyes shut and felt a tear leave my eye. How can i just betray him like this? And make a fool out of myself. "I.. I.." I started but i couldn't Finnish my words. I felt like i'd die if i do. I met Josh Teris when i was attacked by a pack of werewolves. He was on the side of the creak when i saw him i could tell he was a werewolf, he had a dark and dangerous look to him. He was the most beautiful man I've ever seen, he was clueless so i lied to him my name and made up a whole different person that i wasn't. Maybe i did it because i wanted to get away from the life i had. Be normal for just one second. My life was based on rules and whenever i was with him he made me feel alive. I knew danger was lurking in his way. When it came it revealed all of me. Secrets came out and things started to reveal that i never thought was true myths that i read about in old books at least i thought they were myths. Now he knows and now i don't know if he would look at me the same. Every Vengeance, Has it's Price.

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