*Broken ~ an OS

Broken

Well this OS turned out far worse than I expected it to... but I thought I'd post it anyways since I wasted my Sunday on it.

P.S: It isn't on any couple, so you can imagine whichever one you want :)

Here goes abs. nothing:

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As I lay on the hard concrete, its cold and dust burned my dying and bleeding body. But that's not what hurt most. Oh no! That pain was nothing compared to the unbearable pain my slowing heart was bearing.

I flinched as my heart crashed against my chest, indicating that it hadn't long left to beat. And I couldn't help but cough up a laugh because it just hurt so damn much! But what could I do? I honestly believed in him and his god damn broken promises!

I closed my eyes gently, taking in a sharp and painfully piercing breath as his smiling face flashed before my weary eyes. "Why?!" I cried, moving my body among the broken glass and blood that covered the concrete. My hand tried reaching out to my purse that lay at a distance and after long moments filled of my painful cries, I finally grabbed it and brought it close. How could he do that to me?! I thought as I ripped open my wallet and took his photo out with shaking hands.

I've heard that everyone is granted 12 last breathes before they die. But I had one wish, just one last wish to see him before I leave, to see love in his eyes for me. But I knew that wasn't possible, he would never get here in time.

And again, I breathed in sharply; clutching my shirt from its neck-line. I was so happy just a few hours ago as I had just found out that I was pregnant but when I reached home and excitedly barged into his room, things didn't go quite as planned.

On OUR bed lay an unknown woman, her clothes scattered on the floor and she was only covered in a thin bed sheet. The pregnancy papers fell on the floor as my body trembled in shock and tears of hatred and anger formed in my eyes. I slowly backed off into the hallways wall, crashing my shock filled body into it; I turned to look at him standing frozen in the hallway.

"You're back so early? It's not even 8 pm yet sweetie." He questioned, as he moved closer to me with a smiling face which just disgusted me even more.

"Why? Shouldn't I have come?!" I bitterly replied to his question. "Oh, opps! Did I spoil your pleasurable night with HER?!" I yelled sarcastically with teary eyes while pointing at the disgusting woman.

"Wait, what?! No-no!" He impulsively replied in order to hide his wrong doings. Walking up to me, he gently held my shoulders in his warm hands making me want to believe in him for a while.

But my eyes cannot deceive me. "Stay away from me!" I angrily yelled at him as I threw his hands off of me.

"Please just listen to me once! It's not what it seems baby. I love you! How could you even-" He tried to justify himself, but I wasn't in the mood.

"Enough! Please!" I shrieked; tears falling down my face. "Enough." I whispered one last time as I blocked my ears with my palms and ran out of the house with a broken heart.

And amazingly or stupidly, whichever way you want to take it, my heart still doesn't believe what my eyes and mind are telling me. It just didn't seem right. And how could it seem right, because he was just too good. Maybe he was too good to be true.

I slid my hand onto my stomach while my eyes began to close from immense pain. "I'm so sorry baby... I couldn't protect you... I'm just a little bit selfish u see." I whispered a sob before a gasp escaped my mouth when the pieces of glass surrounding me cut into my body as I turned to lie on my left side and curl into my knees. His picture was still in my left hand which was now completely dead. I opened my eyes just one last time to see his picture before my heart stops beating.

I saw his smiling photo covered in my blood and for the first time since that car had hit me and drove off, I thought about how he will live on without me. I felt so selfish and cursed myself for not listening to what he had to say.

I looked at my surroundings and how alone I was. Why wasn't he here, "Why?" I questioned in self-sympathy. Why did I have to leave him with a bad memory, with the thought that I didn't trust him? I gently roamed my hand on the pieces of glass covered in blood; picking one up I cut into my pale body. With a shaking right hand I tried to cut in his name on my left hand; no pain occurred due to my developing numbness.

With my deafening ears I heard a car pull over in the distance and two feet rushing towards me. With blurry eyes I scanned my surrounding to see who it was.

It was him', his face completely pale in shock and his eyes filled with love. My face lit up and my sore muscles formed a smile as his picture flew out of my palm and to his feet. He bent down and picked it up to see what it was and his love filled expressions made my heart skip a beat; I mean if that was possible while I was dying I thought, chuckling mentally at my usual wrong timed joke.

He rushed up to me, and I could see the guilt in his eyes which fell down his face in the form of tears. He knelt down beside me among the glass, as if he didn't care about his own pain, and that's when I realised my eyes were wrong. He grabbed me by my arms strongly and shook me with great care but I had become too cold and stiff, and he knew it. Through my fading eyesight I saw his lips move and as I narrowed in on what he was saying, I could make out just the last three words I wanted to hear. "I Love You." He cried in a heart ache, as he picked up my bleeding head in his strong arms and placed it on his lap. When he hugged me tightly I felt his heart beat against my numbing face.

And that was it; a blinding white light flashed before my eyes and I was gone, leaving nothing behind but memories.

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K I know a total waste of an OS.

But now it's time to leave some love behind via Likes & Comments

And don't ask me about the girl in bed... I forgot what happened as well :P

tc

-Shanae.