Broken Promises

Trigger Warning

Her promises have never meant anything. She broke half of the ones she made.

Once, she promised me that she would never cheat at board games. Another time, she promised she would never fall in love. She also promised we would be friends forever.

Well, I never really minded her breaking the last two promises. I have always loved her, and to see her love me back was the most jubilating feeling in the world.

No, the broken promise that hurt me the most was when she promised everything would be okay. She knew nothing would never be fine again. The screams and gunshots from outside of the storage room proved that. Still, she promised me, and she smiled. Her smile was full of more anguish than any I had ever seen, yet she did not cry.

Even when the bangs grew loader, and something scarlet started running down her face, her smile never wavered. Tears never flowed, at least not from her eyes. They still dripped endlessly down my face.

The only thing I could do was stroke her golden hair until her dark eyes went blank.