Too Late, another short story Options

[akjsd]

Just another short story i felt like sharing . hope you guys like it =]

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She wanted him back in her life . She needed him . She missed him . Everything that happened reminded her of him . He was on her mind constantly, 24/7 .

He pushed her away . He didnt want anything to do with her. He tried to erase all the memories of her . She was a threat to his new happiness . She was only but a memory of his past .

She knew he didnt want her back . She cried . In fact, she cries every night . Her arms are bloodied every night . And in the morning, she never remembers how she got those scars . The knife she never finds . She hides it too well .

He knows she cuts herself . But he doesnt think its his problem . He doesnt love her anymore . He wants her to go away . Maybe if he's lucky, she'll kill herself . Maybe if he's lucky, she'll stop loving him .

She takes it too far . The knife is the culprit . No , it is the heart, her broken heart, that is the real culprit here . She only feels a tiny prickle of pain . Only a few thoughts flash in her mind before her last gasp. And then she closes her eyes . Her last thought before she died was of him and her together like old times .

This time, it is his turn to cry . He watches the ambulance take her body away . That white sheet cast on her body . So unforgiving, reminding him that she was dead . He never meant any of those wishes . He had only wanted her to stop bothering him . He knew her death was his fault.

The doctor talks to him . He says that the girl didnt die from suicide . Not exactly . She died from grief, a broken heart . Made of promises that were broken, love that was forgotten, a boy that loved her no more . He told the boy not to feel so down . He told him that she was now in heaven, looking down on him .

The boy goes back to his home . Her memory still haunts him . That still and lifeless body . That body that once had been a living a person . A person he had once loved . But now she's gone, and it's too late . It's simply just too late .

[Hiphop d[-_-]b]

thats amazing. i love your stories.