This chapter is for my bestf Cailee because she's probably my biggest fan of what she calls 'your amazing writing'
I can't sleep. I can't think. I don't know.
My mind is a spiralling black hole of things that don't make sense, things that I can't work out.
I saw the look in his eye today. I saw the feeling, the emotion, the love.
I saw the pureness.
I go to the bathroom silently, so I don't wake anyone.
I look at myself in the mirror. I'm a mess. My hair is a tangle of nots and huge bags are under my eyes. My day-old mascara drips down my face in midnight tears.
Why? I wear it to fit in, to be like the other girls. But I'm not like them. I just feel like I have to be. Why do I have to be?
I grab tissues and run them under my eyes but the water keeps falling. I feel like a broken tap.
My throat is dry and clenched and I can barely breathe. What's wrong with me?
I climb back in bed and stare at the ceiling for more hours.
Two separate people. Two separate souls. Two separate hearts. But which one is the right one?
The question rolls around my head over and over. It's like it's a tape recording that someone keeps pressing replay on. Over and over.
YOU ARE READING
madwheeler/byler/wax fanfic
Fanfictionhe's in love with him, but he's in love with her. and she loves someone else. //or a love triangle between three characters. names aren't given until further into the book, so you'll have to try and work them out :)
