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"No rain, no flowers." She yelled as she danced in the sand while it was pouring rain, she was absolutely beautiful.
In the end, this game of love and life, always will end with death. If it's today, tomorrow, in a year, in...
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3 years later
I jolted up from a nightmare, laying in bed, not moving an inch. It's been 3 years, today makes 3 years. For the past three years, I had dreaded waking up, I dreaded the months passing and the way I ran into October like a brick wall.
3 years of heartbreak. 3 years of torture. 3 years since I lost a piece of me.
I sit up and look over at the other side of my bed. Her spot. I look away quickly and get up, it's too painful to relive.
It hadn't gotten better.
I walked into the closet, avoiding looking at her clothes that hung still, the same position that they were left in.
I grab the clothes I need before walking out quickly. I still haven't gotten used to sleeping alone, the bed feels empty most of the time.
I look down at the ring that hangs on the chain around my neck while I button up my shirt. My heart stings with pain, "happy birthday my love."
The silver ring on my left hand had not left since the day after her funeral, a promise to keep her forever, to someday allow us both to wear ours together.
So much had happened in the past 3 years, all without her by my side.
Megan disappeared a month after Lyla's funeral, no one has talked to her since.
Dante has ignored anything I have said, other than work.
Axel has stayed close by, watching over me, as he is making sure I don't do anything stupid. I know he's doing it for her, making sure I'm okay.
I put my tie on, grabbing my jacket, before walking out of my room. I make my way downstairs Axel is sitting on the couch.
"Let's go."
I didn't wait for a reply, nor for him to get off the couch. I made my way to the vehicle waiting for me, sliding into the car.
I slide some sunglasses over my face, shielding my eyes from the rest of the world.
"We don't have to train them today Easton, I know today is-" Axel starts.
"Shut the fuck up," I grumbled.
"We could talk about her if you want," he mumbled.
I could feel the anger flowing through my veins, talk about her? As if I didn't lose anything, as if she had only just left me as if we were still under the same sky.
I would not take my built-up anger out on Axel, I restrained myself from yelling or punching him, no matter how much I wanted to.
As soon as the vehicle pulled to a stop, I was out. The toxic energy that was held within vehicles didn't help, only made me wish I was a step closer to being with her again.
