If This Was A MovieA Chapter by Summer'sBreezePlease tell me honest reviews!I woke suddenly from sleep, my breath caught as I strain to listen. I hear the gentle thump, thump, thump as footsteps make it up the stairs. I leap out of bed and open the closed door, expecting him to be there with open arms. Instead I’m staring down a dark and empty stairwell. Thump, thump, thump.
I place a hand on my chest, just my heart. My broken heart.
Memories flood back into my mind, painfully, as I relive these last six months. Six months since I’ve felt your arms around me, the whisper of your voice in my ear, and the deep green color of your eyes as you watch me sleep.
I can still smell your aftershave on my pillow, as I lay back down. Before, I would of held it close. Now all I want to do is throw it across the room as the ache in my heart throbs harder. I can still remember the nights we went out, our friends joking about the two of us but I didn’t care. They just didn’t understand me and you. Now all I can do is scream at the ceiling for you to come back.
I think of how if this was a movie you would wait outside of my door and sweep me into your arms as the rain came down. All you had to do was say you’re sorry, we could work it out some how. But I think. If this was a movie you’d be here by now.
I know how people change and these things happen, but what if we had just work them out. Would you of stayed or did you just not care anymore. I remember the night you didn’t call. I paced the hall for hours, not bothering to call anymore because all of my wasted time went straight to voice mail.
I gather the courage to go to your house, not caring whether or not it was the middle of the night. You promised you’d always be there, so where are you?
When I reach your front door I’m about to knock but I hear laughter just behind the door. I peek through the window into the living room and see your hands wrapped around a stranger, and just when I seem to of hit rock bottom you pull her close and kiss her. All while I was standing on your front porch.
I race down the street, tears stinging my eyes and all I can remember was the night you said: “Nothing is going to change not for me and you.” Now I stand at my bedroom window looking out at the full moon, wishing that you would come back or at least tell me you have moved on. I think of how it could be, but I also think of how you used me, and told me nothing but lies.
Even your love feels like poison now every time I remember you. I don’t know how long I stand there thinking to myself, but I’m jerked back into reality when the door bell rings.
I open the door and you stand there with a grin on your face like nothing has even happened.
Tears cloud my vision, but I hold them back, so he won’t see. He opens his arms wide for me but instead of running to him I slam the door in his face.
I lay in my bed crying, only this time I cry for joy because I found the courage to say no to you. © 2012 Summer'sBreezeAuthor's Note
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