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As I was walking, I felt the cold wind hit against my arms.
Because it was snowing, I could barely see where I was going. I thought I might fall. If I tried to go on like this, I'd surely freeze. I was practically blinded by the white particles in front of me.
Since I had apparently just walked out of the comfort of my own home, not knowing what worldly problems awaited me, all that I was dressed in was typical washed blue jeans, a rosy pink sweater, and those fake store brand Uggs that everybody had. I wasn't dressed for this weather.
I was going to die, and anybody in their right mind would know that.
After a while, the storm had died down. Ever so slightly. Just enough so I could see my way to the park-- a place I usually felt welcomed. Although it felt foreign, blanketed with the white snow.
I took a few steps forward, into the snow-covered park, and I heard the crunch of the ground underneath me. I continued to walk, but then stopped abruptly when I noticed a man leaning against the frosted fence.
I wasn't exactly a "people person", and he didnt look familiar. Until he began to walk towards me, making my stomach flip in every direction. While he keeps doing this, I stood still. My feet were planted into the ground. I didn't know why, but my heart wasn't letting me move.
When he was directly infront of me, I felt my heart stop. I finally recognized his face. I didn't know whether this was real life, or if I was dreaming.
I was about to speak.
Before I could, he had planted his lips onto mine, and spoke softly into my ear; "I'm back for good."
-
As the wind whipped against my face, I was almost speechless.
Almost.
"I thought you were..." I couldn't say it. All I could do was stand there, as silent tears began to stream down my cheek. I saw his hand come up to quickly wipe them away.
"It's alright--", his arms held me in a tight embrace. "You don't have to say it. I'm here now."
Even though he was right in front of me, all I could see was the twisted metal. All I could hear was the screaming. All I could feel was the pain.
I had no idea how we survived that-- I didn't even know he did. The car, hydroplaning across the road. I could remember the smell of blood, and the sound of the metal scraping against the ground.
I remembered that feeling-- everything happened at once, my life had came before me in a blur, and I had never been so scared.
I remember being rushed to the hospital, and blacking out, completely in pain. That pain only grew. However it was no longer a physical pain, no-- I had heard that the love of my life was going to die. That had crushed my heart.
So I ran. I ran out of the hospital.
Should I have? Probably not. I practically ripped the IV's out of my arms. I couldn't bare it.
I had to get away.
Ever since that day, I've hated hospitals. I'd find a way to get better on my own if I needed it.
I began to speak, "The doctor told me you wouldn't survive, how did you--"
"I saw you running." He interrupted me.
"What--"
"From my hospital bed. I saw you run away--", he grabbed my hands and held them to his face. "I needed you, Iris." He said this, barely above a whisper.
My heart dropped. I wasn't even thinking.
Although he was alive now, the doctor had told me he wouldn't be. I hadn't had the audacity to even see him-- to stay with him through what was supposed to be-- his last breaths. I was a coward.
I shook my head, trying to fight the tears. "Hayden, I'm so sorry!--", it was no use. The tears just kept coming. "I don't know why I ran. It was just too much.. I didn't want to lose you. I should've stayed. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.."
"Darling, don't you remember our promise?"
"Promise?" I managed to speak without stuttering.
He simply smiled. "I will always come back to you."

Description
.1.
As I was walking, I felt the cold wind hit against my arms.
Because it was snowing, I could barely see where I was going. I thought I might fall. If I tried to go on like this, I'd surely freeze. I was practically blinded by the white particles in front of me.
Since I had apparently just walked out of the comfort of my own home, not knowing what worldly problems awaited me, all that I was dressed in was typical washed blue jeans, a rosy pink sweater, and those fake store brand Uggs that everybody had. I wasn't dressed for this weather.
I was going to die, and anybody in their right mind would know that.
After a while, the storm had died down. Ever so slightly. Just enough so I could see my way to the park-- a place I usually felt welcomed. Although it felt foreign, blanketed with the white snow.
I took a few steps forward, into the snow-covered park, and I heard the crunch of the ground underneath me. I continued to walk, but then stopped abruptly when I noticed a man leaning against the frosted fence.
I wasn't exactly a "people person", and he didnt look familiar. Until he began to walk towards me, making my stomach flip in every direction. While he keeps doing this, I stood still. My feet were planted into the ground. I didn't know why, but my heart wasn't letting me move.
When he was directly infront of me, I felt my heart stop. I finally recognized his face. I didn't know whether this was real life, or if I was dreaming.
I was about to speak.
Before I could, he had planted his lips onto mine, and spoke softly into my ear; "I'm back for good."
-
As the wind whipped against my face, I was almost speechless.
Almost.
"I thought you were..." I couldn't say it. All I could do was stand there, as silent tears began to stream down my cheek. I saw his hand come up to quickly wipe them away.
"It's alright--", his arms held me in a tight embrace. "You don't have to say it. I'm here now."
Even though he was right in front of me, all I could see was the twisted metal. All I could hear was the screaming. All I could feel was the pain.
I had no idea how we survived that-- I didn't even know he did. The car, hydroplaning across the road. I could remember the smell of blood, and the sound of the metal scraping against the ground.
I remembered that feeling-- everything happened at once, my life had came before me in a blur, and I had never been so scared.
I remember being rushed to the hospital, and blacking out, completely in pain. That pain only grew. However it was no longer a physical pain, no-- I had heard that the love of my life was going to die. That had crushed my heart.
So I ran. I ran out of the hospital.
Should I have? Probably not. I practically ripped the IV's out of my arms. I couldn't bare it.
I had to get away.
Ever since that day, I've hated hospitals. I'd find a way to get better on my own if I needed it.
I began to speak, "The doctor told me you wouldn't survive, how did you--"
"I saw you running." He interrupted me.
"What--"
"From my hospital bed. I saw you run away--", he grabbed my hands and held them to his face. "I needed you, Iris." He said this, barely above a whisper.
My heart dropped. I wasn't even thinking.
Although he was alive now, the doctor had told me he wouldn't be. I hadn't had the audacity to even see him-- to stay with him through what was supposed to be-- his last breaths. I was a coward.
I shook my head, trying to fight the tears. "Hayden, I'm so sorry!--", it was no use. The tears just kept coming. "I don't know why I ran. It was just too much.. I didn't want to lose you. I should've stayed. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.."
"Darling, don't you remember our promise?"
"Promise?" I managed to speak without stuttering.
He simply smiled. "I will always come back to you."