《The Dancer || PJM ✓》22

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Everybody started to clap their hands as I appeared.

Audience was whistling and saying dirty things about me but I don't care anymore.

I didn't want to face the audience.

Just like before.

I started to dance normally not having the same energy.

My body was dull.

I felt like I can give up anytime.

Felt like I'll faint.

Everything was dizzy.

My head was hurting and bruises were burning like hell.

I want to die.

But something strange felt to me.

My eyes automatically faced the audience.

At her seat and I saw she was there seating.

Y/N.

Her face was pale and she looked very tired.

A smile crept on my face so did her but it was a slight smile on her one.

I slowly called her name.

I wasn't able to handle my feelings.

What's happening to me?

I stopped dancing.

My legs started to go towards her.

First slowly then it sped up

I ran to her and she stood up coming to me too.

And then I hugged her.

For the first time. I felt her body's warmth. So cozy and nice.

I don't know why but tears were already dropping from my eyes.

"Where were you?!" I said while hugging her more tightly.

She didn't answer. I could feel she was crying too.

I was going to ask her what's wrong when I felt my body giving up...

And then all I could remember was falling on her lap.

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