The Beginning pt. 1

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"Y/N I don't know if I can do this anymore. I know you love me. I am sorry it took so long for me to figure out what I really wanted, and I had to be sure. Because I do feel strongly for you, but.... I just don't love you anymore."

What did he say? He doesn't love me anymore? How? These thoughts ran through your mind. When he said this, it felt like your whole world was crashing in front of you. It felt like you were choking from the noose around your neck. You clutched the flowers he gave you earlier tighter, almost as a way to hold on to the memory of him. You suddenly notice your vision was getting blurry, you know a tear was about to fall. You try to keep it in, so you can be strong, but to no avail. 

"What can I do to fix this? Is it something I did? We need to communicate to make this work. Please, I need you... I'm sorry, please let me know what I can do to fix this. Is there anything I can do?"

You say this as you know it was not how you were raised. You were raised to be strong, and not to depend on anyone... but for some reason, you could not help it. You gave him everything, everything you could offer. You basically served your heart on a silver platter for him.

"Shhh. Please don't cry Y/N. You're going to be fine without me. Trust me you don't need me. I think it's better this way. I am sorry. I hope you forgive me. But it really is better this way. Seriously, there's nothing you can do. Nothing at all."

As he walked away, you were utterly confused. What had just happened? I do need him... I am not going to be fine without him! You watch as he turns the corner and disappears behind the building... I can't let him see me cry... you say to yourself. You immediately cry out in pain, finally acknowledging the pain he brought. Is this what they call heartbreak?  You wonder to yourself after a while... You were sitting on the ground near the closest building when it started to rain. All you wanted to do was just go home, curl up in bed, and never get up. You stand to head back home, and as you walked, even if there was no one near... you felt as if you were walking home naked. Vulnerable to the world's cruelty, and confused as to why this all was happening. You could not rationalize anything. 

When you got home, you were soaking wet, but you didn't care one bit. All you really wanted to do was forget the day, and rethink what happened. But how could you think right now? Your mind was so clouded. You went straight to your room, closed the door. took off your clothes, and crawled into bed. I wish you would tell me why...


"You took whatever you could find
You didn't even look behind
Keep saying sorry, fuck your lies
I see evil in your perfect eyes"



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