Just One Breath: Synopsis
Angelina (Just call me Angel)
Angel wasn’t planned, therefore Angel wasn’t wanted, and therefore Angel wasn’t loved. Growing up in foster care instead, she learned the hard way about life. It was hard. Not just hard. But brutal. Life literally tripped you onto your feet and just as you were trying to get back up, Life delivered a roundhouse that landed straight in your gut. Life was a bitch, Angel learned. But Angel also survived. She based her survival instincts on one very important rule: Don’t. Get. Attached. Twenty years of her life went by without any problems. And Angel will make damn sure the remaining years she has will be spent the same way. Even if some cocky green-eyed boy with a nice smile and properly placed dimples thinks he can swing her off her feet. Angel won’t be played.
Everett (Just call me Evan)
Evan was planned, therefore Evan was wanted, therefore Evan was loved. Growing up in a supportive family who was there at his every beck and call, Evan knew life wasn’t all that bad when you have the people you love the most around you. Sure, Life was scary sometimes, but with family and friends he could get through anything. He learned to survive life through one very important rule: Always. Make. Friends. Friends are the ones that helped you the most in life. But a day at his mother’s clinic allowed him to have a rather messy run in with a girl who had views completely different from him. And Evan is going to make sure not to let this girl get to him. Even if it means making the dangerously attractive, raven haired girl with eyes of cerulean blue fall in love with him. Evan won’t be played.
“Why is it so impossible for you to just let your guard down? What is keeping you from just admitting your feelings, Angel? I know you feel something for me damnit. Stop playing games!”
His voice sounded sincere. It sounded broken. Almost as though he really was upset. But his voice did nothing to me. I didn’t feel an ache in my heart. I never did. It wasn’t something I was necessarily proud of. I wasn’t normal. I knew I wasn’t. I was incapable of such emotions like love. He knew that though. I’ve told him time and time again. It isn’t my fault he just won’t listen.
“There is no guard to let down, just as there are no feelings to admit.” I turned my back on him, walking away without a second thought. I felt nothing for him. I never have. Ever since I met him, he’s made it his goal to break down these nonexistent walls he claims I have.
He just doesn’t understand. I’m not the one who will be burned and tattered in the end. It will always be him.
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