Life After You {Short Story}

Life After You {Short Story}

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I laughed and smiled at you in the passenger seat, your eyes glued to the phone screen in front of you. You were zoned into the latest music video from your favorite artist, they we're good, but I only liked them because you did. You caught onto my gaze and made eye contact with me. "What?" You questioned, a smile stretched across your face, your perfect teeth shone brighter than the stars that night. "I just love you," I smiled back, blushing slightly, you gave me a small smirk, "are you blushing?" you asked. I turned my head, your finger hooked under my chin and pulled my head back to face you and our lips locked. "I love you more." It wasn't that I wasn't trying to move on, but when he's the only thing running through my mind day and night, it's hard. Trying to not think about him made it worse too, trying to push him out of my head just made tears well in my eyes waiting to be spilled. So I wrote.
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"Can you forget about me...?" I asked him as we stood in the frozen night. He shook his head. I smile, "Well, in that case..." I pause to step back a bit and look up at him. "I'm sorry...," With that, I fall back and into the river. All I could feel was the icey water slowly filling my lungs and then... 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. I never meant for him to fall in love with me. However, when I woke up, I woke up in a white room, "A hospital room...?" I thought to myself. I look around wondering how and why I was here...and then I see him... right next to me. I slightly frowned and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on my shoulder, urging me to lie back down. I fought against him, trying to get away from him. But he held me firmly, his eyes filled with concern and love. "Please, calm down. You scared me when you fell into the river. I thought I had lost you," he whispered, his voice breaking with emotion. I stopped struggling and looked into his eyes, seeing the pain and fear that I had caused him. I then looked down as I said, "I thought I'd make it easier for you." His face paled. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. I took a deep breath and confessed, "I never wanted you to fall in love with me." I say. He looked at me in shock, his grip on my shoulder loosening. "Why would you say that? Why would you think that would be easier for me?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion and hurt. I closed my eyes, unable to meet his gaze as I replied, "Because I don't deserve your love. I'm not who you think I am." He sat there in silence, processing my words. And then, without warning, he leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled away, stunned by his action. "I don't care who you think you are. I love you, for you dumbass," he said.

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