2 Works in Rachel Simmons
May All Acquaintance Be Forgot... by Punk_in_Docs for All of My Dear Readers - This Ones For you Guys x
17 Jan 2016
“Bye Libs… Have a Merry Christmas.”
Before he got to the door and pulled it open, a gust of bitter December air ruffling that flop of tousled brown curls on his head, she watched with many lost words struggling on her lips as he walked away.
“Merry Christmas. Ben..”
She mumbled, seemingly to herself. As he disappeared before she could get a word in edgeways. When in truth, they both had so much more than that to say...
10 Feb 2015
Libby Stood, Stock still. Tears gathering like rain clouds across her blue eyes. Her lungs suddenly felt redundant, and all she wanted to do was crumple into a deflated sack of human skin like burning paper. But she couldn't. She had to stand there and let Benedict's hurtful words wash over her.
She tried so hard to find a shred of her best friend stood in the stranger that was snarling venomous words at her.
But she couldn't. Not at all. Not even a miniscule hint. and that, was the single most saddest thing of all. She walked forwards and thrust her wedding gift into Ben's hands.
"You wont see me at the wedding." She steeled with tears sliding down her cheeks.
"....Or ever again for that matter."