One Heart Less
Chapter 5
His POV
I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had seen her before. Although I knew for sure we’ve never met.
I racked my memory for any hints as to how I would know her.
But came up with nothing.
Emma’s POV
I knew he was studying me. His arm was pressed lightly against mine as we gazed at the view of New York City stretched out before us.
I brushed some hair behind my ear and tried to act like I didn’t notice.
“So, do you come out here often?” He asked me.
“Only when I get bored of the inside.” I shrugged.
He smiled at my answer and nodded.
I couldn’t help but smile back.
“So what’s your story?” I asked him. Off to the left there was a break in the darkness. Slowly light filled the horizon. The sun was rising.
“What’s your story?” He mouth curled up into a crooked smile reminding me of my brother Dylan.
“Not fair, I asked you first.” I said.
“Um…” He scratched his head and squinted at the rising sun. “Car accident.” He finally said and shrugged.
He sounded very unconvincing, but he was a complete stranger to me. Why would he even agree to tell me his name?
“I see.” I said, playing along. “How bad was it?”
He bit his lower lip and for a second I almost thought I saw him chuckle to himself. “Oh it was terrible.”
“How’d it happen?” I asked skeptically, and crossed my arms.
“Well… you see, I was going down this road…” He said and paused, almost like he was stopping to think? “and this deer just ran out in front of my car. I swerved, went off the road, and hit a tree.”
“No offense but you don’t look like you were just in a terrible car accident. You look completely fine.”
“Medicine these days. Does wonders.” He murmured quickly.
Then he clapped his hands together and turned so he was facing me.
“Now, what’s your story?”
“I um,” My mind went blank. Should I tell him about my heart? Should I not?
All of a sudden the doors of the balcony were pulled open and I watched as my older brother Dylan walked over to us. Dylan stared at the boy the entire time.
If looks could kill… well, let’s just say the boy I had just met would be dead.
“Emma, what the hell are you doing out here?” Dylan spoke to me but wouldn’t take his eyes off him.
I rolled my eyes. “Relax, I needed some air okay?”
“Well I think you’ve gotten enough air. Come on, everyone’s been looking for you.” Dylan grabbed my hand and started pulling my toward the glass doors.
I tried to turn around and mouth an apology to the boy but just then a terrible pain shot through my chest. I clutched my heart and stumbled.
“Em? Emma! What’s wrong?!” Dylan caught my before I hit the ground. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the boy rush to my side.
“I-I feel like I c-can’t breathe.” I gasped. The pain was excruciating. I screamed a little and rolled over, desperate for it to stop.
“What’s going on? What’s wrong with her?” The boy exclaimed.
“She has a bad heart.” Dylan murmured quickly.
Shock erupted on the boy’s face and within a few seconds he was gone.
I tried to watch him as he left but my vision blurred and then transformed to complete darkness.
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