He Broke Me

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*****flashback

Adam's pov

I left her alone.

Again

I left her in our room. Bound and broken. With no one to help her. Again.

Part of me was screaming at me, for not continuing what I had begun. It was as if there was someone residing within my brain. And that person was evil. That person was taunting me. Making fun of me. Repeating the words over and over again.

You are weak.

But I ignored that part.

I couldn't stay there after what had happened. After all the words she spoke.

Maybe her words held truth, maybe they did not.

But the worse part was, I did not have anyone to answer the question for me.

And I was going crazy because of that. I did not have dad to tell me whether my path was right or not. I did not have the girl I once loved. I did not have anyone.

And this made my blood boil . I was losing control over myself. And this was the one reason why I left. For I knew, if I stayed there, I would end up killing her. Or myself

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I was driving to god knows where. Her words kept repeating itself on my mind like a broken record.

Mr.Black would be disappointed in you

Mr.Black would be disappointed in you

Mr.Black would be disappointed in you

FUCKKKK. NOOOOO

She is lying. She doesn't know what she is talking about. Whatever I am doing now is for him. Dad wouldn't be dissapointed in me. He would be proud. Yes he would proud. I am avenging his death.

He is proud of me. He is proud of me. He is proud of me...

But who was I kidding. I knew myself that these worlds held no truth. But I had to convince myself

Her words hurt me to the core. It angered me and hurt me at the same time. She just knew me too well to know to strike at the place it would hurt the most.

But somehow I couldn't blame her. Because even though her words hurt me, my mind couldn't stop thinking whether what she said was the truth.

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I was now sitting on an old park bench. I didn't know how long I was driving, but I found myself coming to this park.

This was the park where I spent most of my childhood. This was the park where dad would bring me every weekend to play. This was the park where I used to play with her. This was the park where I first saw her...

A cool breeze blew across my face as I was intently staring into nothingness. The breeze somewhat soothed my mind. Helping me to have a clear view on my situation now.

That breeze seemed to bring a sort of peace within my mind. And at that moment I found my eyes closing on its own. I found myself drifting into times, when everything was happier and more peaceful.

I found myself drifting to the time where I had two of the most important people in my life.

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"Come on Adam you can do this." My dad spoke to the seven year old me.

"Dad I can't," I whined.

I was currently on a cycle, and I was hell scared as I didn't know how to ride it. Dad was beside me, helping me. But still my fear was taking over me.