Highly Selective Independent

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MARK SLOAN

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ALEX

What if you're wrong? What if, just this once, life comes down on the

side of the

dirty

mistresses?

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          years ago, she remembered waking up in a hospital, alone and with no
          memories of the life she left behind whatsoever. for as long as she could
          remember, she spent the better part of two years trying to find answers.
          trying to find where she belonged. but the doctors made her health their
          first priority and she had no choice but to practically live in the hospital
          for over nine months just trying to get her back to NORMAL. she had so many
          broken bones in her body that needed repair and healing. she’s also had a lot
          of surgeries here and there because she kept slipping in and out of death, but
          luckily she pulled through. after meeting a wonderful couple, who became
          her parents, she decided that it was time to
let go. so she did. she stopped
          looking and she became h a p p y. content even with her new life. and now here
          she was, being told of who she truly is and what life she left behind.  

i just—-” she didn’t know what to say to him. there was a part of her that didn’t want to hurt him. she didn’t know why but all she knew that she didn’t want to see him HURT. jane could tell that this moment, right now, meant everything to him. so why not listen to what he has to say? besides, perhaps it could help shut down that nagging and curious part of her trying to crawl its way out. “no um.. i mean, sure i’ll go. we can go together.. i need out of this room anyways.” she smiled slightly.

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          Every B O N E in his body ached for her to yes. To just give him a chance,
          give him a c h a n c e to prove to her. Prove that he was the man he said
          he was and just was that woman. Every hope began to glisten in his eyes,
          as she spoke and finally agreed. Thoughts RUMBLING through his head,
          finding something, anything, that would spark her memory, that would get
          her to remember him. A rush of guilt burying deep inside of him, he left her.
          He should have stayed. He should have waited for them to pull her b o d y
          out of the wreckage whether he thought she was dead or not. They were
          forever and he B R O K E that promise the moment he let the paramedics
          whisk his pained body away without her. Every part of him wanted to turn
          around and beg for forgiveness but how could he when she wouldn’t know
          why he was apologizing. And how would she feel about him if she knew 
         that the reason she was like this was because he didn’t stay.

“Look I know this might be overwhelming, and I know I should take it slow. But if I don’t say everything I want to say, if I don’t tell you everything I want to tell you, if I don’t do the best of my ability to show you that you were once this person, and you WALK away, then I will never forgive myself. But if I say everything, and you still walk away then at least I’ll know I did everything I possibly could.” 

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