Jaded

Every day, every single day, I am here.

For you, I am always here.

Just for you, and you don’t seem to understand that.

You’ve never seem to notice me even though I try so hard.

Always following behind you, just barely out of reach.

I love your smile, that little one you get when you see a dog or when you see anything cute really.

I wonder if you will smile like that at me one day, when you notice me of course.

Remember when we first met?

You probably don’t, I really wouldn’t blame you.

Six years, three months, two weeks and four days.

You were walking across 7th and Main, it was just barely spring.

You had on that adorable blue sweater, you know the one with the black stripes.

Of course you were busy looking at your phone, you didn’t even look up much like you always do.

I guess you’ll never learn.

But remember when you took that step onto the crosswalk?

Remember how the car wasn’t paying attention either?

You wouldn’t, she was trying to break up a fight between her twins.

Her husband had been running late and that was the only reason she was on that side of town at that time.

As you took your step out, do you remember what you were looking at on your phone?

I do.

It was a stupid bird video Mel sent you on Facebook.

You know, the one with Becky and sticks?

Anyway.

It wasn’t your time, nor was it hers or her childrens’.

I helped.

I helped everyone, I guided her away.

But you didn’t even notice me.

I saved your life and you don’t even notice I’m even here.

I defied everything!

I challenged fate!

But you don’t care, you don’t learn.

You will never learn, will you?

That’s the problem with you humans, always so self absorbed.

You only care about yourselves.

The moment I care for a creature, they disappoint me.

I am tired for being disappointed.

All I wanted was to find someone that notices me.

That cares for me.

That’ll free me from this eternal nightmare.

But not today, not today.

You broke my heart.

I will take yours.

You did this upon yourself.

This all could have been avoided.

But no, you had to ruin everything.

Didn’t you?

I don’t deserve being ignored.

Do you understand what I could do?

Don’t worry, you’ll see soon.

They told me, so so long ago.

They told me that maybe one day this curse will be broken.

But you couldn’t do that for me could you?

I’m done with you.

I never wanted this.

All you had to do was see me.

But you didn’t, you didn’t care.

F**k it, I guess I shouldn’t feel so bad.

This is your fault.

We could have been so happy together.

If you had just seen me.

But, I suppose I will still have you.

You will still be mine when this is all over.

Not by your own choice, though.

Forever.

You shall share this hell with me.

Forever.

I could have given you my true name.

But, I guess now all you deserve is the name I’m known by.

I am Death.

The bringer of the End.

And I will make you mine.

I love you, forever.

  • Augusto L. Melaré

    “Jared” has a good tittle. I only would advice the author not to write “I am Death” in the end because it would be more interesting only to guess who is the narrator of the story and not be given its name.

    • Hi there! Firstly, thank you so much for reading my story and thanks for the feedback. I agree, rereading it now, that it comes off a little cliche. I will definitely keep that in mind! 🙂

  • Rani Huerta

    Holy crap, great story 😍

    • Thanks so much! I’m so glad you enjoy it 😁