Red lights

Love of my life'

Scar (Cameron)^

Leah's POV:

I saw Dominic looking at me. I got chills and shivered a little bit. Luckily no one noticed, thank god. If they did, they would notice something is really up between me and my boo thang. That's my old nickname for him. He hated it but I loved it.

I use love thinking about our old memories but now it reminds me how much a gullible person I've been thinking I knew my boyfriend.

///3 weeks ago\\\

Me and my baby were chilling in his movie theater. I know, a fucking MOVIE THEATER in his house! My lucky bitch.

Perks of having a rich white boyfriend. Oh shit! I know how bad that sounds but I'm not a snobby gold digger. Ignore that please! I say a lot of stuff and it always ends up coming out wrong.

We sat together with me cuddled next to him in the two person seat. He plays with my hair then he suddenly stopped. I looked up confused. When I did, I saw his nervousness. I saw it earlier but it wasn't as obvious as it is now and that's saying a lot especially if this is coming from me.

I ask him with concern lacing my voice "Are you good?" He sighs running his hair through his perfect brown hair. "No" he says shaking his head. I sit up knowing this is serious since he never does this. I reach up and put my hand out to cup his cold face. He flinches a little bit, in a way to show he's uncomfortable. Making it my turn to sigh and remove my hand. He's been physically and emotionally distant from me for the past 2 weeks. The only reason why we were just cuddling is because I literally sat on top of him until he agreed. I might be small but I'm sure as hell heavy.

He starts talking, surprising me since he look nauseous. "This isn't working." My face fell. My brain was scrambling trying to see if he meant break up or not.

If you can't tell I'm kinda slow, add that on the list of annoying things about me. Jk! 'I could never be annoying' I think, mentally flipping my hair. Dramatic,  I know but thats me at its finest.

I realize I'm forgetting what we're talking about. Remembering, I say "What!".

He looks at me like he is trying to kill a harmless kitten.

"I'm not saying break up... well... I-i guess i am... but that's because I haven't been honest." He said stuttering and pausing. I nodded trying to hide the fact that he basically breaking  up with me.

Immediately his vibe changed. I back up, low key scared. He laughs at that. A full on laugh as if I cracked a joke which I never purposefully do cause I dont like jokes. Surprising, right?

Might not seem like it but I really don't. I only do that when I'm uncomfortable or nervous which isn't often.

He stands up from the cozy seats, dragging me along by my wrist. As his nails stabbed me, I yelp. I hit his hand and he naturally let go because of the pain.

He looked at me angrily. I was scared of Dominic. The boy who made everyone laugh and was always laid back and goofy.

I knew something was really wrong. He finally spoke "Me. The person you fell in love with, isn't actually me." He started, making it sound like a ominous villain from a Disney movie which confused me.