Once It Was Love Comic Novels & Stories

Out of sight, out of mind. I had work to do. I wrote for hours. The words poured out of me like venom. I wrote about a girl named Scarlet who lived in a glass tower. I wrote about a greedy uncle who loved money more than blood. I wrote until my fingers cramped and my stomach growled loud enough to echo in the empty penthouse. Lunch. I walked out to the kitchen. On the marble counter, next to the high-end coffee maker, lay a crisp fifty-dollar bill. I stared at it.

But I fell for him despite that. I felt Xander's hand in mine. I was startled. I opened my eyes and realized Xander stopped on the side of the road. I looked at him confused. "You're in love with him right?" He asked. I was surprised and for a moment, I was just looking at him. Then tears flowed from my eyes. Xander let me cry and didn't say a word. I don't know how long I cried. He was my first love. And it turned out to be one-sided.

What did it matter where he went or who he was with? It shouldn’t have mattered. I told myself that it didn’t, but somewhere in the recesses of my emotional body, tears were being shed. Duncan Collier was my one true love and I doubted I’d ever feel that way about anyone again. My heart was crushed and so were my hopes for the future.

As they say, it’s better to have loved and lost than not have loved at all. Even today, if Avantika walks out on me for some reason, I would only smile for whatever she has made me feel over the years ... in my heart and a little below, in my pants. Yes, I always add an unnecessary sexual comment after my love-sapped talk. It makes me feel manly and non-gay.

I closed my eyes. “No Rose. Open your eyes. I’m sorry. I love you so much sunshine. Don’t ever forget that. I want you to fight. Open your eyes sunshine,” I opened my eyes. “I love you princess. Keep looking at the blue sky. Keep blinking. Keep listening to my voice.”

I said and Alice snorted and I turned to her as a sudden wave of heat passed. “You won’t have said that four years ago.” She said, not at all derogatory and I knew there was no malice but it pinched at my chest and made my eyes blur. Of course I wouldn't, I had thought love was innocent and kind then. I had been a fool then. They waited for my response, I could hear them waiting and the heat hotter my chest tighter. Why was it suddenly hot? “I know, that was when I had thought love was true. I know now it’s a myth.” I replied and just like a whisper I noticed the figure outlined by the door, his frame too large and out of place there.

Love Love ~...............................~

Therefore, it was doomed from the start. But I was so lulled in the cocoon of love I failed to notice when the clouds began to form. They caught me off guard, unsuspecting of the demise that rolled over the horizon until it was too late. Though, that’s exactly what love is – blinding to everything else but itself. I didn’t want to believe it at first because she had slipped my mind long ago. I’d forgotten entirely about her and the dress I kept hidden until the night she came to claim it back.

"There's no way I'd risk my pride for that damn Reo!" Jack took a shaky breath. One hand turned to take a bottle of mineral water in the front drawer of the car. Then opened it, and gulped the water in the bottle in one gulp. "Reo ... I love you, but unfortunately this is only limited to being a friend. Not sadly what do you want. To be a gay couple?" Jack chuckled softly. "That's really crazy." "Reo, don't be such a pitiful man." mumbled Jack and drove the car back.