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You never said 'i love you'Sophiia Grace P.O.V.
I studied him, for i was going away. Five whole days without hearing his laugh, or seeing the smile i fell in love with.
Not being able to cuddle up to him, sharing his body heat, or play with his beautiful hair.
I couldn't look into those eyes, the ones that show straight into his soul, the ones which shimmer and sparkle in the sun's light, the ones that are as blue, and beautiful, as the ocean.
I couldn't experience little things, like his soft kisses on my lips, cheeks and neck, or how his fingers drummed a nameless tune on my skin.
Five days - they would feel liike eternity without him.
His name? Seth Zachary.
Seth Zachary P.O.V.
I smiled and waved as she entered the car that would take her away for almost a week.
Oh how i remember the way she smelt and looked that day, and how she hugged me so dearly, it seemed she never wanted to let go of me.
I whispered in her ear, "Have fun on your holiday." I truely meant it.
She deserved the break - from school, from hom
-Story Title Missing-Chapter15Chapter 15
I know this is scary for you, but we need you to tell me everything you know, The policewoman said.
I started to speak about the events I had done, in order about waking up and thinking that Elenore was asleep, reading Grandma Lus email, then finally searching for her.
By the end of my little speech, I was crying again. We will find her, the policewoman reassured, Do you know anyone that may want to take her - Someone who doesnt like Elenore?
Of course I knew who had taken her, but shed look at me crazily if I told her that vampires were after us.
I shook my head no, and she walked off to go talk to another police officer.
When she walked back she asked how long Grandma Lu would be.
I answered, I dont know, and looked at the ladybug crawling across the floor.
She kept asking questions, and I ignored them. God she pissed me off.
Do you have somewhere to stay? she repeated for the third
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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