love may last forever, but so does madness

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
elena has recently dealt with the death of her boyfriend who killed himself. this is more of like a short story with lots of emotion instead of actual talking and stuff like that.

Submitted: November 09, 2018

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Submitted: November 09, 2018



Love Lasts Forever, But So Does Madness

He actually did it. Why did he? Did he not know how much I loved him, how much he meant to me? A tear slid down my cheek. The tear dripped down slowly and soon I wasn’t able to control myself. My sobs echoed throughout the room. I tucked my head under my arms and cried harsh tears. How could he just leave me? I felt an arm covering me, but I didn’t bother checking who it was.

“Calm down. There’s nothing we can do about it. He’s gone forever.”

I choked and closed my eyes forcefully.

“He did so much for me.” I cried out.

“Yes, but he’ll also ruin you if you don’t move on”.

“I’m already ruined.” Did he not see me? The tears burning down my face, my sobs, careless and ugly. I was pathetic.

“Anything that can be ruined can also be fixed.”

I slowed my breathing and tried to gain control of it. I tried to relax. My tears stopped. I opened my eyes again and looked at the figure who was hovering over me. He had a slim face, brown hair and golden eyes. He smiled down at me and brought me into a hug. After he pulled away, he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.

I sat still on the ground and closed my eyes. I let out a sigh and stood up. He was right. He wasn’t here anymore, and he wasn’t coming back.

“Are you okay?” he asked cautiously. I nodded my head.

“Yeah,” I said shakily.  

“Before he died, he wanted you to have something”. He pulled a crumpled envelope from his pocket. I eyed it. “Don’t worry. It hasn’t been opened yet.” He said as he shoved it into my chest. He hugged me again, but this time he whispered into my ear, “Don’t show it to anyone.” After he pulled away, he smiled sympathetically at me and left. I sat down again and tried to rest against the wall.

My thoughts eventually drifted to the envelope and its contents. I ripped it open. It held a letter and three pictures.

‘My dearest Elanea, I’m sorry for what I have come to put you through. My love for you extends from Heaven and into your sacred heart for which has been strung to mine. Throughout the ends of the Earth our hearts shall be bound. Our beats synced. Our minds linked. Our dreams channeled into one. Elanea, even though I lived a short life, I know you will live a long and loving one, that provides me a eternity of happiness.

I glanced at the pictures. The first picture was of him. The second was of me. The third was of the two of us. What would have been the fourth picture? Him shooting himself with me in the background crying?

He may say that he loves me, but he is the new terror that haunts my nightmares.


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