forum Arrows (Romance One On One) (Closed)

Started November 04, 2018 by @Meow

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You have the ability to see the invisible arrows on people. Each invisible arrow is for a time they had their heart broken.
Someone finds you crying, and when you look up, they are covered in arrows.
Preferably straight, please.

May Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Yesh you may

Would you like to be the Someone or the You?

He was walking down the street again, heading home from the library. He needed a few more books on writing and fortunetly no had claimed the books he was after. He turned the corner to the park. The trees were in full colour now, just before they would change in the fall. He heard a quiet whimpering, he looked up to find a lone girl curled up on the bench, crying. He approached her. “Are you okay?” He whispered.

She jumped, looking up at him before remembering she had tears. Drying them quickly, she looked up at him.
He was covered in arrows. Every inch of his visible skin was clumped full of them - there had to be hundreds. She let out a little gasp, then raised her eyes to his.
"Um…not…really," She whispered a response.

You need to do something, “Would you like to talk about it? I’ve figured out that you actually feel better after telling someone or writing it down in a notebook or something,” He sat down next to her, placing his books next to himself.

He's being very kind for someone with so….many…arrows… She thought. "Well-" She inhaled sharply. "Dumped. Again."

“Yeah, I know what that’s like,” He blinked.

"I can tell." She blinked too, realizing what she'd said. "I mean-"

“Am I that obvious?” He asked.

"No, it's…do you like long stories?" She looked down, sill sniffing a bit.

“I don’t have anything to do with my life, so I’m all ears,” Was that the right thing to say? . . . Yeah, no, yeah. It’s fine.

She gave him a side glance. "Whenever someone breaks up with another person, an arrow is drawn somewhere on their skin, and the more they get dumped, the more they accumulate. Most people can't see them, but I can…you're covered in them. There's not an inch of you that doesn't have an arrow." She explained, exhaling sharply. "I sound like an idiot. I am. I'm sorry for bothering you."

“I was the one they came to you first,” He closed his eyes, holding his head in his hands. There’s not an inch of you that doesn’t have an arrow, Maybe it was worse than he thought. It was worse.

"I should go." She stood, shakily. "I'm so sorry."

He took a deep breath, looking up. He took her wrist forcing her to look at him. “Don’t be sorry,”