NICOLE
I’M SORRY NIX.
My body stilled and bitter tears fell down my cheeks in streams. I clutched Luke’s shirt tightly wailing, shrieking, letting out all the pain I felt jabbed in my heart.
He was gone, just like that.
I was an orphan. I was alone. Mom was gone because of me and dad? The stinging feeling inside my heart told me that I was the cause of dad’s death. He was dead. Lifeless. Soulless. And he had left me behind.
“I-I want to see…him”, I struggled to say raising my eyes to the man who had once offered me comfort and love before he broke my heart into a million pieces.
His eyes a perfect mix of hazel and green, his hair more lush and brown giving him a pretty boy look, he nodded as if understanding what I was going through. As if just for once he wanted to be with me and actually missed me!
His hands cradled my wet cheeks and I snorted feeling a whole barrel of emotions choke my throat. I couldn’t fucking breath.
