"I knew the minute I broke it off I regretted it," I explain to Sophie quietly
We're lying in the hallway outside Lola's door
It's 3am and I've finally called for reinforcements
"I was so afraid of losing another woman that I loved that I couldn't bear the thought of her leaving for uni so I thought I'd bite the bullet and save us both the heart ache. I was wrong,"
My eyelids are heavy and mind is screaming for sleep but I stay awake
"Good thing she was only 14," Sophie replies sarcastically
I punch her playfully and weakly in the arm
"What if she really had been 18? What would you have done?" Sophie asks
"Either waited or followed her wherever she went. Get a job posted in that city or town," I answer sadly
The possibilities crushing my chest
"You have stalker tendencies, I'll go with the latter," Sophie replies
"If she was that beautiful at 14 imagine what she would've looked like ten years later," I say quietly, musing over the words
"Yeah, imagine," Sophie states sadly
"Would it have worked out though if she was still alive?" Sophie asks
I shrug my shoulders
"I honesty don't know. Sometimes I think it's better that it's left this way but other times I'm angry because we never really got a proper chance to try and see," I say my voice getting a little louder
Sophie places a hand on my harm to quieten me down
"The missed chances are always the worst," she says
"No, my chance was taken from me."
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L O L I T A ' S National Anthem (COMPLETED ✔️)
Short StoryLolita - noun ❝ A sexually precocious young girl ❞ National Anthem - noun ❝ A rousing or uplifting song identified with a particular group, body, or cause❞ Because there's nothing more dangerous, thrilling and heart wrenching than being a narcissist...
