"don't jump." a small voice humorously called behind me. when i snap my head drunkenly, i see freya or atleast i think it's her.
i say nothing to her comment i only respond with a frown. turning back around and dropping the empty bottle over the edge. hearing the glass shatter once it hits the ground. i love that sound.
freya tiny arms wraps around me from the side as she puts her head on my chest. sighing loudly but her smile didn't go away.
"someday, all that sadness, all your problems, will turn into something beautiful." something about the reassurance in her voice told me she was speaking out of truth.
"are you that something beautiful because everything else is shit." i tease her but still no smile from my lips.
"maybe.. do you want me to be?" she ask, looking up at me while laying her chin where her head once was.
that's the hardest question she's ever asked.
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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...
