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Ember's Point Of View.

The wind was cold to my skin, Brooklyn was nothing like California, and the breeze blew harshly against trees nearby. I could hear the voices of wind in my ears, as it howled every second and flowed through my clothes.

I felt so cold, goosebumps pump out of my skin, even though I was wearing blue jeans and a black long-sleeve, it wasn't helping and if I wasn't struggling enough to walk, it would have blown me off too.

I was quite a light weight.

My red hair flew all over my face, my pointed nose began itching, my flushed face was full of tears streaming down my dark brown eyes, my little dimple cheeks hurt, my white pale skin was full of goosebumps, my feets hurt from the cold, despite the black pointy boots I was putting on, my numb red lips were cold as an ice, I had to give it a little bite to feel my lips.

I was over five feet tall, my cute short feet couldn't even fit in my boots properly, do I care?

No! I was tired, I shouldn't have left the apartment on this cold night, wasn't I putting my life at risk at this rate.

At this point, I don't care anymore, I just want a car to hit me and throw my body into the woods.

There is nowhere else for me to go, my loved ones have left me, my life was really a mistake.

My parents were right, I should never have been born.

Never.

I have no hope for living anymore, everything was falling apart, what had I done to deserve this, why was everyone abandoning me? Was my life so cruel to me because of something I did in the past, whatever I did in the past was in the past, it doesn't have to affect me right now.

Tears dripped down my face as I walked, it was so painful that my heart shattered into pieces, hurting so badly that it almost ripped out of my chest.

My heart aches.

I cried bitterly with a running nose as I fell to the ground on my knees. I managed to get up with my trembling legs, strolling with no destination in mind.

I kept walking nonstop with tears streaming down my cheeks, I was exhausted as it is, sitting down on a bench close to the park. I sobbed so much and prayed for death to come to visit me.

Why was my world falling apart, what had I done to deserve this? Noah broke my trust, after everything we've been through, I thought we were going to have a happy and peaceful life together, I guess it was all just a dream.

A fairytale, I presume.

Who knew he had other plans.

He betrayed me.

I sobbed for God knows how long and then, I felt someone handing me a designer's pink handkerchief, I looked up and a saw handsome dude beside me, he was fucking gorgeous.

Brown hair, amber eyes, pointed nose, pink lips, he had an almond shaped expression, his white skinned, appeared muscular and slim in stature. He also had a tiger tattoo on his arm, wearing a white long sleeve that was folded backwards to both arms. He was wearing a black trouser and folded his legs across each other, sitting on the bench.

If anything, he would have been a celebrity, like those Korean Actors in Tv.

"You can use this to wipe off those tears if you don't mind.' His voice was the most sexist goddamn thing I have ever heard.

Just kill me.

I took it from him. "Thank you," I muttered.

"You are welcome,' he said and kept smoking his cigarette. "Go on, act like I'm not here."