My Name is B***h
By Anonymous, Orrville, OH
Author's note: Comment. Please.
Chapter 5: Cry for the MemoriesThe hallways blurs around him as he runs faster, trying to get to Jane before- before what?
No one heard Jane’s scream, or if they did they took it as some weird prank or joke.
James couldn’t be more disappointed in humanity at that point.
James knelt beside her, giving her room to breath.
“Jane?” she looks up from the floor, suddenly aware that she has
“James?” All he wants to do is kiss her red puffy eyes and tell her everything is going to be okay. That everything will be fine.
“Are you ok?” he asks, sounding genuinely concerned for her.
Jane stumbles with her words, completely baffled by his concern, “I’m fine.”
She looks so vulnerable, so easily hurt. But her eyes tell a different story, they finally reveal everything she has been through, they weep the memories she has fought to bury.
James mentally tells him to listen to her; to leave her alone, but he tells himself to screw it. He sweeps Jane up in a hug, tucking her into his chest, not caring if she finds it strange or awkward.
She doesn’t say anything. She understands his actions, and lets herself cry.
Cry for the memories she couldn’t save.
Cry for the memories she wish she could have.
Cry for the memories she wished never had
Cry because this is going to be the happiest of memory of her life.