(Lucy)
"Is this why you have been so distant? Because you have feelings for my sister?" He looks at me with shock in his eyes. "Are you only with me because you can't have her? You were my first... I gave you everything I could and now what... you want to be with Prudence?"
"I never have wanted to be with her and I never will want to be with her because all I want is you Lucy. I love you sunflower. I love that we can just sit in silence and be in each others company and be happy. I love you."
"Prove it."
"How can I love, I'll do anything."
"Go down to the lobby and get another room. We're done, if we can go the rest of this vacation without making a move on anyone else, including pru, then we really are in love. That's the only way I'll believe you haven't been playing me this whole time." He pulls out his bag and shoves everything in, zipping it.
"I love you Sunflower."
"It's Lucy." I slam the door on him and put my back against the wood and start crying so hard I can barely breathe. I pull out my journal and start writing.
As I look at myself in the mirror, I realize life is short.
Why am I so sad all the time?
Why do I always cry, about a boy
knowing he loves me.
But does he truly?
he says he does, but I don't think so.+
Through everyone's pain and heartaches
I found his arms a place I could escape
no war, no pain,no challenges
To realize this entire time, he's been in a mask
He no longer loves me, but someone near and dear
Did he ever even love me at all? ~LNK
I write several poems like this, my tears staining every page. I rip out old poems and stories I've written before today and throw them into an envelope along with all the Polaroids of the two of us. I write the date and his name and put the envelope away, If he doesn't prove his love after two weeks of space I'll have this envelope to burn.
I find old notebooks and throw them against a wall. I throw all the clothes and jewelry he's ever bought into a suitcase and shove it in the closet. I curl up as tightly as I can on the bed and cry, taking in the smell of his cologne and cigarettes. I cry myself to sleep and wish I could wake up two weeks later with George combing his fingers through my hair and kissing my neck.
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Hide Your Love Away: book two
FanfictionIt's still the lives of our loved sunflower, starfish, apple pie, and angel. But with more shows and a baby on the way is anything going to change? are they all still going to find a way to be okay? Find out in this sequel of "Ticket to Ride&qu...
