FirstLineFiction beta

from Contest #9

It was the thing he'd always loved about her. Her understanding of him. That perfect knowledge of how he felt inside. She was his key. His emotional detector. She could always tell when something was wrong with him.


He still remembered how he had first met her, trying to go through that horrid calculus problem. She had rescued him that day, by making it all so simple for him. From then on, she was his teacher, his best friend. It never dawned on to him that she would love him back the way he did. He thought if he told her about how he felt, it would disturb the equilibrium that she held in her.


Unaware of how she felt, he continued to love her, her every move and every gesture. He poured out his heart to her, and seemed like he didn’t have to. She would always know.


He had lost so much, from childhood to adolescence. He lost his best friend, had nearly lost the love of a sister. He had a messed up life. Not having the nerve to break his parents and family, he would never tell them that he was still right where he started from. Life and his career had been at a stand still for a while now. She was his escape from hell. From the pain that he went through every day. She was like that ray of light that brings hope. He was in love with her through and through.


Today he sat in that windowless room. Thinking about what he had done. About how he had ruined his own life. He thought of the night that he was brought here. thinking about the reason that he awaited his death the next morning. He closed his eyes and pictured that perfect set of soft brown eyes. he pictured their florescence when he had flashed that light in them. Those beautiful, beautiful eyes that he had loved so much. A wave of remorse ran through his whole body. He shivered, even in that suffocating room. He remembered her pleas. remembered that she had begged for her life from him. Remembered how she had given up and said that if she were to die, there wasn’t a better way then at looking at him. he had made his move and just before the instant she closed her eyes, she told him that she loved him.


As he remembered, a wave of agony ran through him, his whole body shook. He screamed and yelled, trying to get out of the prison of his own thoughts. As he did so, he calmed down instantly, as if something had taken away his pain. He smiled to himself, that insane smile. He rejoiced that tomorrow it would end, he would die, all of this guilt would go away, that gave him a sense of relief, and he would finally get the fate he deserved. Thinking that, he closed his eyes to the last night of his life.

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