"I feel like you will ruin me one day, Angelica." His voice was hoarse.



His forehead came to rest against mine.



"But why do I want to be ruined so badly?" He breathed.

~~

He was lightning and thunder, frightening, but so magnificent.

I was a hurricane, lost and in search of purpose.

When we met it was like a collision of two catastrophes.

But who knew chaos could be so beautiful, so addicting.

And for a moment, he made me forget the destruction that is inevitable when two storms collide.

When Storms Collide

Sometimes, when your grief becomes too overwhelming your mind decides to block it all out. All the agony, every emotion, replacing it all with numbness. It's a defense mechanism of sorts but only a temporary one.

My mind was blank, my whole body numb. I'd gained consciousness a while ago and found myself seated beside Warren in the passenger seat of a car.

Warren's wary gaze flitted to me again briefly from behind the wheel. He was probably worried I'd do something stupid like smash my head against the window or try to jump out of the moving car but I was too emotionally exhausted at this point.

Warren stopped the car suddenly making me lurch forward in my seat, the seat belt dug into my chest.

He sighed, leaning his head back against the seat. /"Don't you have any questions?/"

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