Short Stories

Believe Me Or Not

"Please (Y/B/N)! Just listen to me for a minute!" You yelled banging on the front door of your boyfriend's house.

"Forget it (Y/N)! It's over!" (Y/B/N) yelled from the other side of the door.

He doesn't get it. He thinks you're cheating on him. Of course that wasn't true. You would never in you life ever think of doing that. But he thought that you did. He saw a picture, taken by a reporter since you're famous, of you and a boy going into a wedding dress shop. That was your brother for god's sake. He was getting married in two weeks and he needed your help.

You slid down the brick wall of the house crying heavily. You're losing the love of your life right now and there's nothing you could do.

After crying for what seems like hours but only has been minutes, you got back up and starting begging and banging on the door again. This time (Y/B/N) didn't yell or refuse to let you in. He just opened the door.

There he stood. Covered in blood. You're scared. Not just because he had a knife in his hand but also because he looked lifeless. There was no life in him. His eyes didn't have that brightness of the blue sea but instead they had a dull color of the deep ocean where no light can reach.

You ran up to him and tried to pry the knife out of his hand. It was no use. He's too strong. But you couldn't just let him hold a knife and using it like that. You started to cry as you tried yet again to pry the knife out of his hand.

He started to lose his balance and said "Stop it."

"No!" You yelled and try again.

You stopped trying for a moment and looked past him. There you saw a big mess. Books scattered everywhere. They were either ripped and torn or burned. They're glass broken and shattered everywhere. But there was one weird thing. In the middle of the room. In the middle of the mess. There sat a little velvet colored box. You gasped remembering was the box was. It was the very same box that held your promise rings that he had given you on your birthday.

You looked down to his hand and saw that he was wearing the matching ring he gave you on that day.

"Is that?!" You asked gasping not actually believing that he's wearing it through all this argument.

"Yeah it's the matching ring I gave you and me." He said quietly into my ears. Those were his last words before he went out unconscious.

I wasn't ready for that fall so I couldn't catch him on time. Him laying on me lifeless hurts me more than anyone could ever imagine. I got up and carried him into his room carefully watching where I step.

Suddenly I felt something stabbing my foot. I laid him on the bed and went to check my foot and found a piece of glass in my foot.

When I was about to go get myself some bandages, I felt some big cold hands wrap around my body. Then I felt lips kissing my neck! What the heck is going on??!!!

"I love you" Oh how I missed those words. I felt a smile forming on my neck. I'm scared... Is he trying to seduce me? I'm only 15 how could he think that??!! He kept rubbing his hands up and down my body.

"Um what are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious? Trying to comfort you and your beautiful body."

"Oh... wait what???!???!!!" I yelled.

"HAHAHAHA OH MY GOSH you should've seen your face. Haha!" He laughed and grabbing his stomach probably because it hurts too much from laughing. He was laughing so hard he didn't even realize he was sliding off the bed until he fell off the bed and onto the floor.

He stopped laughing for one second and then we both burst out laughing. Then I just remembered that he was injured. Oh my gosh!! I totally forgot!! He was still laughing on the ground like an idiot. Cute I thought to myself. Suddenly he stopped and looked at me. Then stared at me. Hard.

"W-What?" I asked nervously. "Did you just called me cute??" He asked.

Wait what?! How did he know that I called him cute? Did I say it aloud or did he read my mind? Wait a minutes, no one can re-- Before I could even finish my thoughts I felt a pair of lips on my lips. Shocking. That's all I can think of that moment.

Wow.

"So does this mean you believe me when I said I wasn't cheating on my incredibly hot, and stunning boyfriend?" I asked

"Yeah I believe you. Just don't let me see a picture of you and another boy without a caption of who he is again." He replied and kissed me again.

After the kiss scene, I went to get the first aid kit. But then there was the twist. Usually at the end of this kind of story the person gets healed, but that's not what happened to (Y/B/N). I don't use the kit very much so I didn't really know what to do. I put some chemical and medicine on the cuts but I think I did it wrong. The cuts reopened and blood rushed out even more. But oh well..... I drove him to the hospital instead. They fixed him up and we went home. He apologized about what happened so many times that I had to kiss him to shut him up. :)

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Sorry I kinda switched from 2nd person and 1st person. But did y'all like it? :D