"You will tell me everything I want to know beautiful," He whispered and bit the soft flesh near my neck.
"Go fuck yourself," I said in a breathy voice, unable to resist the flames his touch lit inside me.
He chuckled darkly and a sly smirk decora...
Sometimes we don't want to heal just because the pain is the last link to what we've lost. ~Cez
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I don't know how to do this anymore. I don't know how to get better. My head is a dark place and it only gets worse, day by day. And I have no idea how to stop the darkness from coming in. I have no idea how to save myself anymore. ~Cez ________________
I already knew the sorrow of a survivor but at that moment I didn't know how heavy it would be.
I couldn't breathe. It felt like someone had put a rock on my chest, it felt so heavy.
Am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?
I was depressed, broken, empty, and exhausted. Emotionally, physically, mentally. I just want him to hold me. I want to look into his grey eyes and drown in them. I want to hug him and feel his deep heartbeat as I lay my head on his chest. I want to kiss his beautiful lips while we become one soul. But I can't do any of that.
I can't cry. No matter how hard I try, there are no tears left in me. The sadness got so deep in my heart that even tears failed to escape their hold.
It sucks. It sucks so much because for a minute I was happy, I was getting better, I had hope, but in a minute I lost it all again.
It's been two months since the incident. Two months since my world crumpled. Two months since I lost everything I wanted. Two months since I lost him.
I was kept in the hospital for fifteen days because of the impact the blast had on me.
I could remember all the events like they happened yesterday. Valentino had sent me to lead the army of Abyss and Pelagic even after my opposition. I did not want to leave him but he really wanted me to do so. I knew if I did not go, the army would die because no one knew the way out. The main doors were burnt because of the previous blast. Now we had to escape from the other door. As soon as we got out and I commanded Clara to take everyone near the cars, I tried running back into the palace but before I could reach even half of the distance, the palace blasted. I was thrown about five feet into the air. My head hit the stone floor and the last thing I remember was the place burning in high flames.
I wished I had stayed there with him. At least I would be holding his hand, looking into his deep storm eyes as death embraces us, but no, he left me. He left me alone in this cruel world.
"Alessia, dear you haven't eaten anything. Please eat." Maria pleaded.
I shook my head and stared back at the window blankly.
She sighed and stepped near me. She kept a hand on my shoulder and pleaded again,"I know you are hurting. I wish I could do something to ease your pain but I cannot. Please don't do this to yourself. You have to eat, if not for you for the little angel growing inside you."
