A/N: btw, it's "fr-A-ya"
freya had her hand in mine as we walk beside the buildings. i wanted to get some air to think and she insisted on tagging along. me not really having a choice, i let her.
i still know i'm no good for her but being with her makes me feel ...different.
call me selfish but i need her. within the weeks we've known each other, i couldn't get enough. i hated it.
"you okay?" freya ask, gazing at me worriedly.
"mhm" is all i mutter but really my mind was everywhere.
"hey," freya stops us and puts her soft hands on my face, looking straight into my eyes. "you know you can talk to me about anything, right?"
"thanks.." i mumble but continue walking. freya a good distance behind me.
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numb
Short Story"i was numb, and she brought me back to life.." a story of the broken cole and the sentimental freya published: July 27, 2016 completed: October 3, 2016 ranking: monday, october1 #7 in short story ☞ Mature Content and Audience ☜ [lowercase intend...
