Trapped. Trapped in my thoughts.
Voices. Voices saying I'm worthless and not good enough.
Broken. I got ran over by a car, and had my boyfriend cheat on me. Broken heart and broken bones.
Mascara ran down my face, leaving black swirls down my pale face. Why.
As if I wasn't hurt enough, I've reached my breaking point.
Analyzing my room, white bare walls and a cluttered wooden floor. Memories. every single memory I had of Hayes, was thrown on the ground.
Every memory leading up to now. 6 years worth. Shirts, hoodies, pictures, teddy bears, and despair.
Knock knock.
"Hunny, are you alright?" my mother questioned.
"I don't want to talk about please leave.." I said trailing off
"I don't want my ba--," her voice mumbled.
But I heard her loud footsteps become distant whispers.
Isolated from the real world, I wailed. I cried until my eyes were red. I felt betrayed, backstabbed.
Alone. Miserable. Can anybody see, I'm drowning? I'm drowning in the eyes of society's perfect image. I'm drowning in my tears. I'm drowning and screaming, but nobody sees.
Nobody notices the constant struggles I've faced. Countless threats and remarks around my appearance. Playing with my emotions, if I wasn't worth anything.
To top it off I'm a 14 hormonal teenager, who doesn't even know who she truly is.
Nobody sees. Nobody cares.
Heart racing and palms sweating.
I check my phone to reveal 8 missed calls from Hayes, 12 unread messages from him.
For a second, I believe he didn't mean to kiss Claire. To cheat on me. For a split second. Just like in a split second he broke my heart.
"I'm done with it," I say wiping my sticky face, only making me cry even more. Why hasn't he walked to my house trying to apologize?
I'm not over him.
7:11 pm. I've been crying so long.
Might as well, skip dinner.
I picked up the picture of Hayes and I. Our wide smiles, and blushy cheeks. We were 10.
Disaster. Anger. I laid the photo down, and screamed in my wet pillow.
"AAAAAAHHHH! I HATE HIM. HES SUCH A DOUCHE." I said letting out an avalanche of tears.
Tears dripping, self confidence draining from my system, I fell into a deep sleep.
Somebody rescue me
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"Best Friends"
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