A Fatal Attraction

I wanted to save her . Save her from the crucial life bestowed upon her . Her name was Jenna . Jenna's death was no suicide, but perhaps a murder . Her heart was filled with loneliness, only to be scarred, and scarred again by her one true love. Jayden . And as I look upon my own wrist I wonder, how many of those scars were from him ? Jayden had the qualities of no other boy, one being that he was still a boy. Truth of the matter he was only twelve. Although Jayden did not not know what love was, he had the ability to sweep girls off their feet, make them fall in love . But Jenna was fifteen, still too young to die . She just couldn't handle living in a world without Jayden . And as I watched her fall to her knees on the side of the road, she dug the nails of her right hand into her left wrist .  The blood slowly dripped from her veins, and a small gentle tear escaped from her eye .  Jayden wasn't worth her tears, but yet they still fell upon her cheek .  The night was getting darker, colder, with nothing in sight except for Jenna, and the pool of blood that lie beneath her .

She mumbled his name softly under her breath. 'Jayden Todman'

But I knew it was too late . And in a way I was jealous of Jenna, for she had moved to a place where she would never have to deal with Jayden again . A world where Jayden didn't exist . And this is what I truly longed for .

I still look upon that day with regret . For Jayden had taken away the life of another . There was no doubt in my mind that Jenna was intoxicated by his charm . He had the power to take your breath away . A fatal attraction . I remember when he made me feel like fire . Exhilarating, passionate, just so full of life . No one had ever mad me feel that way before . And it was that moment when I realized, I was still in love with Jayden Todman .