Broken
Shattered
Destroyed
Will she ever find a way to overcome the guilt?
The anger
The pain
Healing seems impossible.
Moving on...
Unbearable
Until him
He's the only one who can save her.
But it comes with a heavy price.
UNEDITED/SUBJECT TO CHANGE
Hopelessness gripped my soul, dragging me back down into the dark and treacherous depths of my despair. I’d been loving him so long, I didn’t know how to stop. I didn’t know how to unlove him and it was slowly killing me inside. A small part of me wanted to be free…find a way to forget him completely. Another sob racked my body. The rest of me wanted to let him consume what was left.
The door to the shower eased open. “Sylvie?” Linc breathed, deep concern etched across his face.
I didn’t have the energy to stop him as he stepped inside and shut off the water. My teeth chattered, a chill settling deep into my soul. A towel was wrapped around me, and then he carried into the bedroom. Drawers opened and closed while I sat shivering on the edge of the bed, my mind struggling to make sense of what was happening. Dirty brown boots stepped into view, bringing an intense wave of heat. I sighed with relief, lifting my chin. Linc’s knuckles feathered my cheek as he stared down at me with eyes that promised everything would be okay. God, I needed that to be true that. But in order for me to ever be okay, I needed something to drown this overwhelming sadness. I needed a way to forget. I needed something to hold on to, besides his pillow at night.
Reaching up, I gripped the back of Linc’s neck and pulled him down on top of me. My lips found his in a singular quest to eliminate every feeling, every emotion, and every thought. The taste of freedom was potent on his tongue. So was my shameless desire to claim it.
“Sylvie,” he muttered, one hand cupping my cheek. His lips, the way they said my name. The way they kissed away the pain. This was what I needed. Just as the blessed thought moved in and took up space, it was immediately evicted and the reality of who I’d just kissed came crashing into me.
K has worked in property management for the last decade. She enjoys writing, reading and music. Her life was forever changed the moment she wrote that first line.
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