A Love Untold.

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It was the cold winter when Jamm decided to moved to a different town. It was a small one yet it looked peaceful and friendly. It didn't took long for him to settle to a comfortable and cheap place, Well, the only thing he dislike about it was having a roommate to deal with.

Days went by and Jamm kept his distance from the latter, not really minding whatever he do or such. Until this one time that he found out how both of them are classmates studying in the same school. And that slowly changed his life.

They started going to school together. Little by little, both of them were starting to warm up from one another. And Jamm',$ nightmare that he's trying to escape to became reality once again.

Jamm came from a mystical village called Aphrodisiac. Thr village itself, along with the townsfolk, were magical. Magical in a way that you can't imagine. There are curses and urband legends scurrying their village, but that didn't scare him. Well, not until he heard this urband legend that specifically kill people who falls in love.

A nightmare threatened Jamm's existence one night that scared him from falling asleep. He was running and running and running away from something unfathomable. And then his roommate, Zack, came and rescued him. But once the latter held his hand, Jamm vanished into thin air.

He wasn't afraid of vanishing or disappearing or probably dying. What scares him the most was leaving someone important to him without even telling him how exactly he feels. And so, Jamm's struggle began.

It was the last week of summer when Jamm noticed strange flowers growing from his chest. He felt scared and triggered as well as he saw how it was connected inside of him. When he tried pulling one of them out, blood in a form of petals will come out of his wound. That disgusted him at the same time scared the shit out of him.

As much as he felt anxious, paranoid and triggered, he also felt scared. Scared to the point that he was shaking in fear. in fear of losing himself. He tried reaching for his parents, seeking help about his current condition, but he failed.

"I'm sorry, son.. But you either die from the flowers or fade from the unrequited love you're feeling.." His mom said when he called her last night.

His body shuddered, his hands felt cold and his heart clenched as the pain slowly eats him. He glanced at his room, his eyes clouded with thoughts as he tried thinking of something that might help me. His sorrowful eyes landed on the bundle of paper designed with cute flowers. It was the papers he panicked buy from the dollar store. Hmm, maybe writing could ease the fire of regret that's rising inside him.

Zack was always the first one to come home every after class since Jamm stays behind for his club activities. And he felt curious and baffled when he started seeing letters with cute envelopes placed neatly on the foot of their front door. It scared him at first since it was his first time receiving those and embarrassed when he finally realized that it was a love letter that he kept on receiving.

The latter told Jamm about it and the younger one encouraged him to just accept the letters. Telling him that the person might be genuine about his feelings towards him, and so Zack did. Without anymore questions, he took the letters from the foot of the door everyday. Reading it happily before going to bed, bit by bit, the older was starting to imagine a cute girl crushing on him. Sadly, it was the opposite.

The first week of fall came and Jamm noticed how his body was changing. he felt weak and heavy and every morning, A flower will fall from his chest. but that didn't scared nor stopped him from leaving those cute letters for his beloved. Even if it pained him on how the latter denied the idea of a cute boy crushing on him.

Zack noticed some changes on Jamm's physical appearance that he started to worry for him. The younger kept on dismissing the thought of getting a health check up and kept on reminding him about the love letters. He started getting suspicious about it and at the same time scared of the possible truth that's bound to be revealed right before him.

Until the second week of fall arrived and only one flower remained. Jamm felt how light his body is and how breathless he feels whenever he speaks. He didn't sleep last night since he worked on finishing the last letter he wanted to give to him. he wanted for him to keep on thinking that it was a beautiful girl who likes him and not someone who's as low as him. That stings, but truth hurts, right?

Jamm took a deep breath, his hands trembling as he held tightly on the pink envelope he's holding.

"This might be the last one.." He whispered to himself.

He bit his lower lip, trying to smile the pain away. And as he placed the last letter neatly down the foot of the door, the last flower that's keeping him alive fell.

"J-Jamm.. You.." Zack couldn't believe what he just saw. He was surprised that the cute girl he was imagining about what none other than his best buddy, Jamm.

Jamm only glanced at him, regret slowly seeping under his existence, but instead, He smiled even brighter for him. The latter was dumbfounded at the sudden revelation and the exquisite feeling that binded him. No, he didn't feel disgusted, In fact, he was delighted to know that Jamm was his secret admirer.

The tears that he didn't knew were pooling from his eyes, fell down his cheeks. Zack sobbed and he run closer to Jamm, but it was too late. before he could even hold him, the younger faded away, leaving him with nothing but his last confession.

"Let's meet each other again in our next lives, Zachary."

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You have my upvote. A good story, we'll write. Just read another about "Aphrodisiac" it must be a crowded place. I wonder what it stands for. Aphrodite the goddess of Love her town?

What a pity your article is not "exclusive".

👍🍀💕

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3 years ago

what do you mean by "exclusive"???

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3 years ago

If a post is exclusive you see the blue letters EXC at the top of a post.

You mainly not see it if the article is posted elsewhere first or it's plagiarism. I noticed if you wrote and save your article as a draft, post it later it's labelled as nonexclusive too. I wrote @Read.cash about it because some more people deal with this problem.

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3 years ago

so, like, it's better if it's exclusive?

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3 years ago

also, thank you for reading it <3

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