A Story For The Broken Heart

The thunder boomed around 1:30 in the morning on August 5th. I pulled the sheet over my head and buried my head into my pillow. I inhaled the scent that was on my pillow and sighed. The electricity went out, and I only know that because my raido turned off in the middle of one of my favorite songs, Three Cheers For Five Years by Mayday Parade. The microwave beeped and made me jump. I felt my body go numb, but I didn't care. I shivered, crawled out of my bed, grabbed a blanket, and crawled back into bed. I stared at the ceiling in the pitch darkess that surronded me. I tried to stop thinking of all the negatives that flooded my mind. I went into a panci attack and then thinking about losing the love of my life, threw me over the edge. The tears that had been threatening to fall from my eyes, finally fell. My chin quivered and my body shook. It took me two hours to calm down. I had a massive headache, so I took four tyelnol to make it go away. Eventually I forfitted the fight and let my eyes rest.

 

I didn't get more than 3 hours of sleep that night. I awoke feeling eyes on me. As I opened my eyes I saw my three best friends, Crystal, Megan and Bree, sitting around my room looking at me. They scared me. Not bcause they were here, and not because they were staring at me, but because they all looked so grim. You could tell they were up all night. Possibly for a few days. Crystal jumped when she noticed that I was awake. I went to get up but felt that my body was still numb. Ignoring the numbness, I got off my bed, and before I could blink, I had collapsed into the wal next to me.

 

"LOVE!" Megan cried. I felt strong arms wrap around me, but I knew they weren't Crystal, Megan or Bree's. I felt myself being lifted and I closed my eyes in fear of who was holding me. "Shh" they whispered. I could tell it was a guysvoice and I started to cry. "It's okay" they whispered again and again. I shoke my head. Things were not okay. It was never going to be the same, and I didn't like that.

 

I opened my eyes after what felt like hours of crying. No one was in my room and I don't really knowif everything was a dream, or if it was really hapening. I was about to move off my bed and then I heard it. That voice. The same one that told me everything was okay. Obviously it wasn't a dream. I looked down, only to have my head titled up five seconds later. It was Dalton...

 

I've known Dalton for years, and I've never noticed the sound of caring behind his voice.

 

Dalton kissed my forhead, and without much thought, I hugged him. I didn't want to let go. I told Dalton things I wouldn't dare tell anyone else. Maybe it's becausewe've known eachother since we were two or maybe it's because I trust him.

 

I felt his arms wrap around my waist and it made me fee safe. I always felt safe when I was with him. Always. Dalton always makes me feel better, no matter what the situation. When I was crying at five years old, Dalton kissed my cheekand made me laugh. Whe I went after a guy for calling me a b***h, he held me back and took my out for ice cream. When I couldn't go to a dance, he played music and dnced with me in my backyard. Dalton was always ther. Like my guardian angel. He was my best friend and he always would be.

 

"Dalton, why is everyone so depressed?" I whispered. "We're worried about you, love." He whispered back. I love how he says my nickname, Love. "Sorry" I sighed and layed my head on hisshouler. Dalton played with my hair for a it as we sat in silence, him holding me. There were a lot of things I needed to tell Dalton. As if he could read my mind I heard him as something. "Love, I can tell there are more things bothering you then just the death of Josh." He looked at me "What is it? You know you can tell me aything. Love please." He pleaded. I couldn't. I couldn't tell him all the things that were bothering me.

 

I stayed quiet and played with Dalton's hands. I could tell he was trying not to get frustraed. He know when he got like that with me I got really sad and would begin to cry. "Love" He said. "I'm not going to think differently of you if you tell me what's bothering you. I promise." He said, lifting me chin and making melook at him. One tear escaped my eye, but before I could do anything about it, Dalton had rubbed it away with his thumb. I sighed. "Fine" I whispered. "But you can't tell anyone." I threatened. "Okay. Shoot." He said.

 

"Josh was...the love of my lie. He did anything I asked him to." I started off. "Yea" Dalton looked down. "I know." "Yea, so anyways..." I breathed.

 

Dalton just looked at me. I stopped playing with his hands and let out a deep breath. "I guess I'll just start from Josh...As you know, I was going out with Parker when I first met Josh." Dalton nodded. "So when I first met Josh, I had no intention on liking him. Obviously that didn't happen. I didn't just like him. I loved him. Loved him. Everything was great. He was sweet, caring and he never wated to hurt me. Justwhen I thought things couldn't get any better, my whole world came to a stop." I struggled for words and held back sobs. Dalton just looked at me. He didn't move, he didn't speak, he just listened. Wesat there in silence for a few moments. "Moments faded and nothing will ever be the same." I whispered. "Tell me more" Dalton urged.

 

I looked at Dalton and shook my head. I couldn't tell dalton that he was the only person keeping me alive. How would he take that? I knew he wouldn't treat me differently, but still I was scared. I didn't want to ruin things with him. Dalton's the only one I could count on. For everything. Whenever I needed him, he was always there. "Love" he said, interupting my thoughts. "I don't want you to keep things from me." He looked at me. "You can tell me anything and everything." He said softly.

 

A tear rolled down my cheek yet again and all I could do was whisper "I love you." I did. I loved him. Did I love him as much as Josh? Of course not, but I did loev Dalton. Dalton didn't say anything and suddenly I felt alone. What was I thinking?! Dalton would never feel that way about me. I mentally slapped myself for telling him, but I was happy because I finally didn't have to hide it anymore. I grabbed the door knob and walked out. I got past the front door, past the gare outside and Dalton's neighbors house before I heard Dalton scream my nme. I didn't turn around, instead I started to run. How could I be so stupid and tell him I loved him?! I didn't know where I was going. But I knew I couldn't stay at Dalton's house.

 

Before I knew it, I had run all the way to Central Park. I sat down infront of a tree and wiped away the few tears that were left from earlier. It wasn't long before Dalton sat next to me and held my hand. "How did I know you would come to the park?"  He asked. I didn't answer, I just sat there, holding his hand and looking at the ground. We sat there for a while and watched the sunset. I layed my head on his shoulder and started drifting off to sleep. We didn't say anything the whole time we were there. When the first few stars appeared, Dalton pulled me up and started walking towards the from of the park. I thought he was going to take me to my house, but instead he took me back to his.

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i like it. its sweet :))
dont we all wish for a happy ending?

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