(Blake is the finest character —I swear.)
Matti Williams
I didn't break up with her and she didn't break up with me; they broke us up.
You never really experience what a broken heart has felt like until the morning after the heartbreak.
Naomi Black was my home, my comfort, and my peace.
My home because she was the only place that kept me stable and brought out the good in me. My comfort because she loved me and showed me more love than anyone ever had. She loved me. My peace because I knew whatever happened—we would be good, as long as we were together.
But,
For the last five days, a whole miserable five days since our fall out—I have been fucking miserable.
I was being selfish, could I be blamed though?
This all wouldn't have happened if I wasn't who I was.
And that is what hurt the most—is knowing what could've been, but people just hated us together.
I don't know how I pictured these last five days to go, but I never could've imagined them to turn out the way they have.
I would've pictured the days without her would only be hours or minutes because she would've come to her senses to know that everything would be okay, I would take care of the both of us. Hell, I would take care of Blake too.
YOU ARE READING
Even The Playing Field | BOOK #1 IN THE PSU SERIES
Romance**completed** HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 IN FICTION #1 IN SLOWBURN #1 IN COLLEGE Penn State University. Home to the craziest sorority girls, most obnoxious football players, and a girl that's trying to dig her way out of her parent's mess. Naomi Black wa...