Short Stories

Perfection 》A x E

Aiden

Life is interesting. It has its flaws and it has its perfections.

But not everybody gets an opportunity to realize their flaws and perfections right away. Not everyone is confident in who they are.

For example, me. Two years ago, sophomore year in college, I met my confidence. The one who showed me my flaws and told me that they were perfections to her. The one who showed me and told me that I was perfect for her and that I made her happy.

To me, that was everything. It was the meaning of life even, to make her happy and to see her smile.

Her smile was my perfection.

Who was she?

Emily Anna Stone. She was my sugar when I was feeling down, my sunshine when I was too cold to continue with the shit we call life.

She changed everything, for the better; she truly was a turning point in my life.

I asked her if she wanted to be mine, and she said yes.

I was the happiest guy in the world that day.

I could never imagine a day without her, life would seem so lonely and bland. It wouldn't be so beautiful. It wouldn't have her beautiful light blue/green eyes, her beautiful wavy brown hair, and her selfless personality.

But here I am now, freshly graduated from college, about to start my life as an independent man; without her.

I wish she could see me. She would've been so happy for me. She'd hug me and kiss me, and assure me that my future would be the brightest.

After all, she was my sunshine. She made every one of my days bright.

But now she's my angel, looking after me up there.

"I miss you, my sweet Em," I say to her every night, looking at the star that I've now named Emily. It always shines back, like it's actually her, brightening the darkness in my life like she always did.

I look back at the star, admiring its beauty.

"Don't worry princess," I say, looking at the star. "One day, I'm sure you'll be mine again."

Every night I would fall asleep, looking at that star, imagining her in my bed beside me. Every day, two years ago, we would cuddle until sleep overtook us, talking and joking around with each other.

But one night, she didn't come home. She went out to do the groceries for our apartment but never came back.

I got a call, and it said that she got into an accident and is no longer in this world.

I started to hate myself that day, wishing I went with her. Wishing that my lazy ass would've sat up and said "Wait, Emily! I'm coming with you!"

But I was sick with the fever that day, and the news of my everything leaving this world brought my temperature back to normal.

I cried. That day, I cried more tears than my entire lifetime.

I wanted to give up on life, I wanted to stop trying.

But I knew that Emily would've told me to continue, so I did.

Every accomplishment I made, I went to her grave and told her the shit I had to go through to finally accomplish it in the end.

I would feel the wind in my hair, and I would sense her presence by just standing in front of her grave.

It's been two years since she's gone, but she's still on my mind.

And I know she doesn't plan on coming out of it.

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I wrote this about two months ago and posted it on my insta story. I never published it on here, so yeah I decided to. 

It's been a minute since I've published on here, so I felt like doing it today.

This is kinda horrible, but I finally got to introduce my original characters to you. Meet Aiden Kramer and Emily Stone. 

I'm a hundred percent sure I'm gonna be using them in a story in the future since they are my babies and I love them.

Anyways, this is dedicated to my beautiful cousin amnaadnan16. She's always been there for me since day one and I wanted to say that I really appreciate her and love her so much. She's literally like my twin sister since she's only five months younger than me. But I don't get to see her since she lives in Pakistan...which is about a thousand miles away. I love you Amna and I hope you liked this (even though it's sad).

I love you guys!

- Umi 💜

(Also, happy late 22nd birthday to my babies Roni & Nessa. Two years ago yesterday, I found out about them and have been following and loving them ever since. I love them so much, and super happy at their successes.)

(PSS, I'll start writing short stories again, and maybe comment some ships/people you want to see along with some ideas if you have any! Love you!)