Broken Fay-te by Cama seeney (summer beach reads .TXT) 📖

cleanched my teeth and looked away from Josh, Haydens fingers brushed over the back of my right hand. It was resting on the floor , when I didn't look up at him they traced up my wrist and slowly up to the inside of my elbow tickling me. When I still didn't move they traced up to my shoulder and rested over the place that carried his pain for him. 

 

Slowly I dragged my eyes up to his, they reflected the pain in mine. I didn't want to hurt him with my pain but for the life of me I still couldn't smile. I realised I had laughed eairler though no one had said anything, I was slowy becoming un-broken but everytime I had began healing I revieved a sucka punch to the chest. His hand continued upwards following the line of my delicate throat thus slid to its position - hiding behind my hair, in and amoungst the stray strands that covered his rough hand.

 

 

Chapter ninteen

 Joshes cough couch was a warning but neither of us moved, I no longer cared if Liam saw us. There was nothing there anymore. He had shown me that there was never anything. I closed my eyes and felt the subtle buz his body gave off. I could feel it, the pull of his heart the push of his lungs. Even the very energy of his brain. It was all so beautiful. My body fell a little when I exhailed. I hand't realised I was holding my breath until I nearly sufficated, funny that. I was so focused in his body I hadn't thought of mine. 

 

I didn't know what to do anymore. My head hurt. We had no plan. Well a half thought up one that would certainly get someone hurt. But for some reason something was telling me we had to go through with it. We were both safe for now. The angle of death had told me that. 

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Publication Date: 11-25-2015

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