This is a short story I wrote for my Creative Writing class in the 11th grade! lol
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Bindings
Have you ever loved someone enough to die for them? Okay, what about kill for them? That's how I felt about her. Why, I have no fucking idea. I wish I didn't. I wish I never laid my eyes on that woman. Cliched I know, but it's a good expression. Sometimes I sit and think about the early days of our love and how good it all felt. Of course that always leads into the day she left me for my best friend.
I've felt completely alone the past couple of weeks. My brother came by to see how I was doing. He was surprised at my state I suppose. To a rational thinking person I guess it wouldn't make sense at how depressed I am for just losing a girl. He told me all the things they always tell you. There's plenty of other fish in the sea.
“She isn't a fish. She's a woman, Gabriel. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever met. And she's with him.”
“Gavin,” He looked down at my pitiful state and took my head out of my hands, forcing me to look into his eyes, “Please, listen to me, my brother, you mean the world to me. I hate seeing you like this. I know it's hard, Gavin, but you'll be alright, I promise, you'll be alright. It just takes time to heal from these things. But in time, you'll heal.”
I know he meant well but the only thing I could think of was how wrong he was about time healing things. Sometimes time just makes you want it even more or just yearn for death so you don't have to deal with the pain anymore.
It's so strange. I know how crazy it is and I don't want to feel this way but it feels like a part of myself was ripped away when she left. I feel as though I have to be with her and I'll die if I can't get to her. Stranger still, I only knew her for a month.
I woke up at nine in the morning to my phone ringing. It was my so-called friend, Cole. He called to see how I was fairing after the whole “exchange”. I told him that I was doing better now and it hurt a lot less knowing that she was with him and not some strange guy from a bar. In short, I lied. Unfortunately since I told him that he wanted to know if I could go to our local bar this evening and “chat”. I wanted to say no but I thought that would have been too suspicious. After all, he did sound very sincere on the phone and I wanted to know what exactly this “little chat” was about.
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