I was day dreaming in class once and I decided to write down the dream and turn it into a story. (Btw this takes place in the woods)

Hope you enjoy it!

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I kept running.

Tears streaming down my cheeks like waterfalls, but I didn't dare to look back.

I knew he was following me.

To be honest, I didn't even know where I was, but I just couldn't see his face right now, so I kept running.

Everything around me was so blurry.

I felt my legs getting more tired every time I took a step further. I, eventually, fell to my knees, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Don't run away from me." I could hear him shouting in the distance. He sounded very close.

I looked around for a place to hide, knowing he would find me in this opening. I saw a bush and ducked behind it. He came into my view.

"I don't want to hurt you," he shouted " just let me explain." I covered my mouth with my hand afraid that I was going to sob loudly and he would hear me.

"I-I love you." He shouted. I studied his face and realized he was also crying. I accidentally sobbed loudly.

He heard me.

He frantically looked around. I knew he was going to find me here. 'I should make a run for it.' I thought to myself.

At the moment, his back was facing me. My legs felt better than before. I came to a conclusion, after many doubts in my mind, to run for my life. I stood up, but before I even took one step, someone held my wrist stopping me from running away. I looked back and bumped into something warm and hard.

I looked up and saw... him.

His beautiful ocean blue eyes. Although they're dull from regret and anger and not to mention they were also red and puffy, they are still beautiful. His eyes, apart from his smile, was the one thing that made me fall in love with him again and again everyday over and over.

His hair was in a mess like he had ran his hands through it a lot, which was a stressful habit of his.

He let go of my wrists, but quickly pulled my body closer to his by wrapping his arms on my waist like he always did. He stared into my eyes never looking away. The memories of our relationship flashed through my eyes like a movie. All I felt was pain and an emptiness inside of my chest.

"Let go of me, Shawn!" I screamed, struggling to get out of his grip.

"No." he whispered into my ear. "Y-you need to understand, I love you. I-I did not mean t-to." he chocked on his words.

"NO. STOP. LET ME GO." I screamed banging on his chest as hard as I could.

"No, I am not letting go of you again." He responded with more tears streaming down his face.

He looked like a hot mess.

"It was my fault for trusting you again. Now, LET ME GO." I said not wanting to look at his pleading eyes any longer knowing I might break if I did.

"I don't want to loose you. Please forgive me." He kept sobbing uncontrollably on my shoulder, hoping I would break.

Little did he know, I don't break easily.

I'm not fragile like most.