A life worth living

My life before I ran away looked perfect, a house in the suburbs with a white picket fence, a decorated officer as a dad and a stay at home mother. But if you looked closer you could see the imperfections. You would see that the beer in our fridge would only last for a couple of days. You would see my mother, always trying to keep my dad happy. And you would see the burns on my skin, where the cigarettes had left there mark. But you would have to look hard, to see these imperfections. They weren’t on the surface, they where kept hidden like a deep dark secret.


13. A new life?

Leila’s P.O.V




It was like time froze, nothing else mattered except for him and me. We stood there for a couple of minutes, just looking at each other, thinking: can this really be? It felt like hours before one of us made a move, but then everything happened so fast. He walked towards me and I walked towards him. It was like fireworks, when we kissed it was like fireworks. At that moment I was the happiest I had ever been, just because of him. He was everything to me at that moment. When we finally released ourselves from the kiss, we couldn’t help but smile. He pulled me into a hug, and I hugged him back. Nothing could ruin this moment.


We sat down on the bench, had had his arm around me and I was leaning against him. “I’ve missed you” he said. When he spoke, I could see the fog in the winter air. It was getting cold, but we didn’t care. “I’ve missed you too” was all I could answer, and I really meant it. After that it was silent again, it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence or an awkward one, it was nice. We sat like that for a while, not caring about anything. He suddenly broke the silence, leaving me with a sentence that meant so much. “We could start a new life”. I didn’t know what to say, I looked down at my hands thinking about what to say next. At that moment I realized, I was wearing a very expensive diamond ring. Malcolm gave me that ring a week ago, when he had just settled a new business contract. “We could sell this ring!” I sat up and looked at Jason, he was smiling at me. “If we sell this ring, we would have enough money to buy a apartment.” His smile grew wider and he kissed me again. “Then what are we waiting for?” After that he got up and grabbed my hand, we walked hand in hand right down to jewelry boutique to sell the ring. 

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