Daciana Ambrose
New to writing and trying to improve. A follow and feedback to my writing really helps, thank you. :)
Daciana Ambrose
New to writing and trying to improve. A follow and feedback to my writing really helps, thank you. :)
New to writing and trying to improve. A follow and feedback to my writing really helps, thank you. :)
New to writing and trying to improve. A follow and feedback to my writing really helps, thank you. :)
I storm into his room, teary eyed. I was right, he was with another girl and has been cheating on me for the past two months. My boyfriend, or should I say ex-boyfriend Lucas cheated on me with one of my old friends from college.
“Get out Lia, now!” I scream at her making her flinch a little. She grabs her shirt and runs out leaving. After I was sure she was gone I let the tears run down my cheeks not being able to hold in my sorrow and pain any longer.
“How could you? After all we’ve been through the past three years? After everything we’ve done for each-other, what I’ve done for you?! The least you could have done was told me you didn’t love me anymore and break up with m instead of cheating on me.” I cry.
“Listen I’m sorry but to be fair I was going to break up with you properly, I just couldn’t figure out how to tell you I didn’t love you anymore.” He says in an impossibly calm voice.
So all those times you said you loved me, Did you ever mean it?” I ask.
“Once yes, but only once.” He says in a firm voice pushing me away, pushing my love away. All those three years of my life wasted on this man who didn’t even love me. Lying to my face for so long. How could he? How could anyone?
Sadness turned into anger, I wipe my tears away and show no emotion, “I guess there’s no point in wasting any more time, we’re over.” I look at him for any sign of sadness but there is none making my stomach sink. He really didn’t love me.
I walk out the door and leave him, the man who never loved me as much as I loved him.
My love gone, gone out the door.
“Put this away please it shouldn’t be on the couch Darcy” Felix whines. Darcy grabs her bag and book from the couch and starts to walk away.
“Actually wait let me see your room it’s probably a mess.” He says while following Darcy to her room. “Felix come on it’s my room I’ll deal with it you go away.”
Ignoring her Felix walks into her room and let’s out a big huff. “God why did you give me a messy sister. He shook his head while picking up clothes from the floor.
“Hey, HEY IDIOT” Darcy shouts. He puts the clothes in the hamper and turns to face Darcy. “You know you could help instead of standing her and watching.”
She drops her bag and book on the floor. “Stop Felix I can do it myself” she pauses for a second watching him clean.
Shaking him by his shoulders she says,“Stop being such a clean freak!” He pushes her away, “I can’t help you’re a miserable loser who can’t even pick up her own bag, this is why you don’t have friends!”
Taken aback by his rude comment she replies hurt, “I- you, you don’t have to be so rude about it I just left my bag on the couch.”
Seeing his sister hurt by what he said made him feel bad but not enough to apologize. Instead he replied, “yea well next time don’t and clean your room or I’m gonna come and clean it later.”
He walks away and Darcy just stood in the middle of her room, shocked her brother was so harsh on her. Only because she had left her bag and book on the couch.
Before you read lmk in the comments a better title because I suck at making them. Please be brutally honest about my writing so I can fix my flaws. :)
“I have to” she says pushing me to the ground. “Says who? Let me help you” I reply while getting up. “You don’t understand there’s no way anyone can help me ok!” She cried. Suddenly a sharp pain hit my stomach.
I looked down in horror. She stabbed me.
I look back up at her, tears streaming down my cheeks. “Please don’t do this” I pleaded.
I gasp as she twisted the blade inside me and yanked it out.
Losing my balance I fell to the ground. My vision was blurry and was being consumed by darkness.
She leaned down with a smirk, reaching her bloody hand out to my face. I screamed in agony and pain. My body went frozen numb.
She froze me enough to keep me in pain but not enough to die. Not yet at least. It’s felt as if ice was seeping through my veins. I screamed, cried, begged and pleaded for it to stop while she sat there. Smiling at me.
She tilted her head, “Blood looks good on you, it brings out your eyes you should bleed more often.”
Satisfaction flooded her face as she laughed maniacally. I could just barely see her walking away. My best friend who I trusted with my life and never thought would be the one to take my life. Walking away as I died. Along with a trail of dark frost following her every step.
I closed my eyes and smiled letting the frost take over me. Knowing I would wake up exactly like her.