Oblivion by L.K. Reid EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: L.K. Reid
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SHALLOW SOULS AND BROKEN HEARTS.
I should’ve tattooed it over my ribs as a constant reminder of everything I
was surrounded with. Redeemers, sinners, liars, heroes, and villains, and I
always belonged in the last category. Maybe it was by choice, or maybe by
the already written destiny I had to live with; my burden to carry, my demons
And for so long, I’d danced with them as if they were my friends. My
only companions when the dull pain in my heart turned into a constant
thrumming. I always turned to the shadows when things became too much to
bear. When real life became a constant reminder of every tragedy I’d caused,
my pretty devil whispered sweet nothings into my ear, pulling me back into
the oblivion where I didn’t have to feel.
There was no sadness.
Just the pure nothingness where I could be who I was always supposed to
be—the killer. Baba Yaga, the queen of the night, of pain and fear… The one
they all whispered about, but no one ever dared to say my name out loud.
And I longed to be seen, to feel the soft touch on my skin, even if it lasted
only for a few seconds. At least I would’ve remembered what it felt like.
I had it. I had it all, and I’d lost it, because oblivion was much sweeter
than his promises of tomorrow.
I lied to myself, to him, to all of them, when I said everything was going
to be okay, because it wasn’t. Nothing would ever be okay, but for a few
moments when everything seemed perfect, I liked to pretend. And this… This
was my last sacrifice for the one I loved, even if he hated me forever. My
mind longed for happiness, but my soul was far too tainted to surrender itself
to the feelings that didn’t invoke misery every step of the way.
The scars on my back were nothing compared to the ones I carried deep
inside myself, where all my fears and all my love laid hidden beneath the
thick layers of broken pieces that I couldn’t bear to even touch.
And I could’ve had a beautiful life. Maybe even a peaceful one, but the
restless soul would always remain inside of me. And no matter how much my
mind and my heart fought against each other, it was that third part of me, the
core of who I was, that damned me every single time.
And this time, I broke my own fucking heart.
There was no one else to blame for the knife I pushed through my chest
when I took off from the clubhouse, running away from the one good thing
that had happened to me. I’d allowed my own fears to get the best of me, and
instead of going forward, I went backward, ruining everything.
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