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Three Little Words
by Kat
"I love you."
The words had hit him like a pile of bricks. He was completely thrown off by it. Those three
little words had flipped his entire world upside down. Why had she said that? Why? Maybe she
really did love him. He never would really figure out the reason why she said those words to
him. And the strange thing was, he was actually scared of it. He was scared of a phrase, a simple
sentence that people muttered every single day.
He had pushed her away, not wanting to face the feelings that had begun to cloud his mind. He
had walked away from her with his tail between his legs. She had pushed him into this position
where, for one time in his life, he was clueless about what to say. Not even a snide remark or a
'Oh thank you'. Just...nothing.
He had been stumped by three words. Three freaking words.
It was confusing how those three words, how 'I love you', could have such a powerful impact on
people. He saw it couples everyday holding hands and throwing each other loving looks. But he
also saw those same people fighting and arguing the next day. Why? Love was why. Love and
it's confusing little ways.
He found it crazy how people could devote their whole life to just one person in particular. Why
would you just give your life away just to be with one person? To please one person? To be nice
to one person? The answer escaped his mind.
He was attracted to her, yes, but so were alot of other guys or men. Who wouldn't be? She was
pretty, beautiful even, and she was also incredibly smart, graduating in the top of her class. So
yes, he felt an attraction to her, it might even be a little crush on her.
But love? That was a major thing.
He had been in love once, strange for a guy who hated people. But he didn't always hate people,
he hated people after his supposed 'love' left him. The only time he had uttered those dreaded
three words to someone and she left him a little while later. It had crushed him to pieces. He had
given her his heart and she had stamped on it like some used cigarette.
Now here was someone new, someone who didn't even know him all that well. Okay, she knew
him pretty well but did she know him well enough to profess her love for him right then and
there? But she had said that she loved him. She loved him. Him. Why? She was so nice, so
caring, so...unlike him. He was a old, bitter, sarcastic cripple who popped Vicodin every other
minute. And they had only been on one date and it hadn't even been a real date, it had been a
non-date, somewhat of a gathering between two people and suddenly she was saying she loved
him? It was all too much to handle.
She was probably the only person to ever really love him. Stacy hadn't loved him. If she did, she
wouldn't have left him. Maybe he had people who cared for him, even if they didn't want to but
no one ever truly loved him. Sad really but he had managed to live without love for six years. He
had given up on it basically, all it ever did was make you miserable. So when she had said that
she loved him, he had done the first thing that came to his mind...
He ran. Pushed her away.
Now here he was, this stupid thing eating away at his brain, refusing to leave him alone. He
wouldn't admit it, he couldn't admit it but he knew it was true.
He wanted her.
He needed her. He needed her like a bad habit, like she was some drug he needed to take the pain
away.
But the pain would never ever really go away. It was attached to him like glue. Not matter how
much pills he popped or how many times he cursed his stupid leg, it would never leave him. Pills
couldn't take that pain away. Nothing could.
Pills could never take away the pain of a broken heart.
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