I forgive you
Chapter 1
1st August Monte Carlo 8 AM
Dear diary.
It is not a dream. It didn't happen in my head. It wasn't just product of my fantasy. But then.. It's true.. And I am lost.. I'm lost...
This words are constantly echoed in my head. I am looking at snow-white ceiling and I am thinking of, how it would be if I didn't walk along that road at that moment. I can't admit even to myself, that I can't imagine that. I couldn't live without that. Or better to say, without HIM?
With memories I'm wandering in that (un)happy day. However when my memories show me his face, I fast open my eyes.
He changed me. He changed my view of the world. He changed my view of love.
WAIT! This shouldn't be written there. Or? Am I lying to myself again?
I don't mind about that, babe..
Exactly this words are echoing in my room. Although I cover my ears, the voice drown out my thoughts. Although I pretend, that I don't know this voice, I know, that I will never forget on this voice. Because, it's HIS. That person got me. He got.. my heart.. However he was hiding from me important facts. And he jeopardized me. Actually.. Well.. I am in danger. Cause of HIM. (sigh)
Otherwise my name is Amber Darkwoood. I am 19. I finished high school, and I am going on the university in Paris. I live in California with my parents. I have a lot of friends and I would like to become an actress.
Actually, not anymore. They took it away from me..
I will never become an actress, I will never see my friends again, I don't know my parents anymore, my old house in California doesn't exist, I will never get to Paris, too. Only things that left me are my age and name. Although that will maybe disappear in a minute. Actually maybe it will be written on my grave...
And that all, just cause of HIM. But still, I am not angry for it with him.
Btw. I am in Monte Carlo, in some secret mafian agency building (or what?!), exactly closed in some room. However I am still not angry with him.
Up above me is some video camera. They are watching me like some criminal. Actually, I am criminal..
Well, possibly you want me to explain you how this everything happened. Ok.. Just for you..
So.. Here we go..
My name is Amber Drakwood and I am 19...
Dear diary.
It is not a dream. It didn't happen in my head. It wasn't just product of my fantasy. But then.. It's true.. And I am lost.. I'm lost...
This words are constantly echoed in my head. I am looking at snow-white ceiling and I am thinking of, how it would be if I didn't walk along that road at that moment. I can't admit even to myself, that I can't imagine that. I couldn't live without that. Or better to say, without HIM?
With memories I'm wandering in that (un)happy day. However when my memories show me his face, I fast open my eyes.
He changed me. He changed my view of the world. He changed my view of love.
WAIT! This shouldn't be written there. Or? Am I lying to myself again?
I don't mind about that, babe..
Exactly this words are echoing in my room. Although I cover my ears, the voice drown out my thoughts. Although I pretend, that I don't know this voice, I know, that I will never forget on this voice. Because, it's HIS. That person got me. He got.. my heart.. However he was hiding from me important facts. And he jeopardized me. Actually.. Well.. I am in danger. Cause of HIM. (sigh)
Otherwise my name is Amber Darkwoood. I am 19. I finished high school, and I am going on the university in Paris. I live in California with my parents. I have a lot of friends and I would like to become an actress.
Actually, not anymore. They took it away from me..
I will never become an actress, I will never see my friends again, I don't know my parents anymore, my old house in California doesn't exist, I will never get to Paris, too. Only things that left me are my age and name. Although that will maybe disappear in a minute. Actually maybe it will be written on my grave...
And that all, just cause of HIM. But still, I am not angry for it with him.
Btw. I am in Monte Carlo, in some secret mafian agency building (or what?!), exactly closed in some room. However I am still not angry with him.
Up above me is some video camera. They are watching me like some criminal. Actually, I am criminal..
Well, possibly you want me to explain you how this everything happened. Ok.. Just for you..
So.. Here we go..
My name is Amber Drakwood and I am 19...
Notes
Hey. thank that you read my first chapter of story I forgive you.
It sucks, or? Let me know your first views in comments...
and dont worry the chapters will be longer, this is just like prologue..xD
but I still hope you like it a liitle bit..
really thanks for reading..
LUV ya all BeLLeRoUs :*
