Possession •finished don't read•

Chapter 13.

November 5th

I sat in my room all day and I never went outside of it. I should leave Tommy with Mylenah, I'd never have a chance with her.

Even though Mylenah said that she didn't like him, he has that smile and those dimples that make girls fall for him.

He's like a drug, crazy right?

I can't even believe to think that my own brother - my blood he told me to fuck off. Like that's normal but he actually meant it this time. I can't fucking believe him.

My emotions are getting the best of me.

I told Mylenah personal stuff, I told her how my mom died, why nick was such an asshole. I told her about Kylie.

Fucking Kylie.

She was perfect, she had gorgeous ombré hair, she was tall and skinny but had great curves. She didn't have skinny legs, but she didn't has fat legs. Her legs were great.

I loved the way she knew how to comfort me, she knew exactly how to. She knew who to make me smile when my world was crashing.

When I met her, she was really depressed, I saw her in a cafe. I had to talk to her, it's like my mind told me that if I didn't talk to her my life would be over.

So there I was I talked to her. I didn't know I likes girls so much, I was only bisexual.

I was still getting over what happened to my mother.

We sat in that cafe for 7 hours, talking. And all we did was talk. She told me about how her mother used to get abused by her father which led to him abusing her. I was so mad when I heard that. But she told me before 2 months before he passed away, he got hit by a drunk driver while he was driving and he didn't make it.

She said she didn't care. I knew she did.

I miss her so fucking much.