What He Wants? (Late Update)

What He Wants? (Late Update)

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"I give up, you hear me? Yeah, I'm giving up. Because nothing will make this sadness go away. Nothing you say or do can make anything better now; it's much too late to try and repair something that has been shattered into a million tiny pieces. You can't walk away and then come right back when the time is convenient for you. You can't think that coming back will suddenly erase all that has happened after you chose to walk away. You can't come back claiming you still care when it is clear to see you stopped a long time ago. Why else would you have turned around and left in the first place?" I yelled in frustruation. For the third time, I wonder what he wants!
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Blade's eyes turned cold. Like a dark colored ocean that just froze. He took a frightening step forward so now his face was only inches from my face, even with his height, making my breath hitch in my throat. I could no longer breath. No longer see people repeatedly walking past my house. No longer hear those birds in the tree that were begging me to run. I could only see his dark blue eyes that held so much danger and anger. I could only hear his rapid breathing and even his fast heartbeat. I was just that dazed into his stare.... more like glare. "Is there someone else?" he said so low no one could hear but me. And I heard him. So clearly. I heard the threat telling me to say yes for he can make whoever the competition is disappear. I heard the anger he held behind his low tone. I heard the jealousy beyond anything. That was what clouded over everything. "N-no," I stuttered. I'm angry to admit I was scared. How he towered over me didn't make it any better. Standing proudly at maybe a 6'4 or 6'5. While I stood at a 5'5. He scanned my face trying to look for any sign of me lying. And when he backed up I knew he couldn't find one because what I said was indeed true. To be honest there was only him. And it seems like that is what it will always be. The all famous gang leader and tough girl, cross paths. He hates disrespect and that's what she's all about. How do you think this will all play out in the end?

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