Could he?

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“I was never afraid of darkness. Was. Remember that. I was never afraid of walking alone. Actually, I even loved walking alone. Don’t get me wrong, I love having a company, but I also enjoyed the silence whenever I’m alone. I love doing whatever I want, without being looked at, without my actions being scrutinized, judged. I hate being the center of attention. I was not a loner, I simply enjoy the peacefulness and silence I had with myself...until the most dreadful night of my life happened. Now, I guess things changed. I still don’t want to be the center of attention. But never would I wish to be alone again, especially in the dark...

But I want my old self back. That someone who’s independent. That someone who can stand by herself. That someone who was free to do anything she wants and go wherever she wants. I want to be that someone who wasn’t afraid of being alone. I want to be me again.” I looked at him, giving him a sad smile. He held unreadable emotions as he looked at me. I immediately broke eye contact and looked down.

Could he possibly care?

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