Pain,
Pure pain.
That's all I feel.
Not a physical pain,
A gut wrenching inner soul pain.
Why?
Why did it happen this way?
Salty on my tongue.
Chest hurts.
Heaving
Sobs
In
Me.
Soul aching.
Hands reach,
Farther
And farther,
Towards nothing.
Gone is hope.
All is pain.
Every limb feeling numb.
Every breath feeling labored.
Every tear falls without justice.
Every fiber of my being.......
BROKEN!
Why?
Why can't I reach you?
Your name.
Your sweet name on my lips.
Your eyes on mine.
Wind all around.
Rushing past me. Taking me closer.
But slowing down time.
My soul felt ripped in two.......at the sight of HIM.
There was shock and fear and pleading in his eyes.
Why is he doing this?
Why is he breaking my heart?
Breaking my soul.
Concern?
Love?
Fear?
Everything.
He was on the edge of the building, hunched over. Twitching in the cold rain. Body writhing in anguish.
"Juniper."
Every sound he made, held on to my name.
Caught in his throat. Like a silent agony. A personal hell.
Breathes are stolen.
"What are you doing here? Why did they bring you here?!
Today of all days.....of all the bloody DAYS?" He swore.
"Those bastards!" He hissed.
"Why are you doing this?
He didn't answer.
"You need to leave."
He turned his back on me and got closer and closer to the edge.
"WHY?!" I yelled. Tears and anguish still surround me. Pain still ingrained.
"LEAVE!"
I slumped to my knees.
My body's given up.
"Leave! NOW! Before its too late!"
I crawl closer trying to understand this madness.
"I cant." I whimper.
"Too late."
With that he stepped off the edge of the skyscraper.
I lept to him and grabbed the one thing I could. His arm.
His muscle ripped arm. Battle scars all over.
Pleading his once blue eyes......turned......scarlet red.
"Let go! LET GO NOW!!!!!"
Anger and hatred in his eyes. Fangs out. He shoved my hand off with otherworldly strength.
And fell.
"JUNIPER!!!!!"
He thrashed in the air. Mouth opened I silently screamed, watching the horror that unfolded.
He thrashed until he turned....
Into a MONSTER.
Gone was the man I loved.
Now there was only IT.
Not A monster,
THE monster.
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Brokken
FantasyJuniper is the face of the war. She's the leader of it all. But what happens when she meets her soulmate on the battlefield? Story about soulmates, war, and brokenness, and pain, etc
