Bad Boy Kisses |BWWM

chap 11

Do yall like kpop? I'm like obsessed with kpop.

But anyways... we are having power outages in my town in Texas because of the snow.

I might not be active because of it.

Anyways....

Back to story.........
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My parents are always fighting, I don't know why. I feel like they should divorce already.

I ran to my room and undressed myself for another shower. This time I'm soaking myself in Epsom salt to take all the pain away.

I feel better now that I'm single, maybe I was meant to be like this.

I'm so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realise I fell asleep in the bathtub.

Waking up to the cold water on my brown skin

My lips are soft and my body is floating in my misery.

I lifted myself onto the floor and grabbed my towel off of the shelf

I dry my legs last and go and grabbed my lotion

I masaged the lotion onto my soft silky legs and slipped on my undergarments

I put on something comfortable and layed in my bed the rest of the night

I didn't even think about checking my phone, parents haven't even checked on me at all

I believe they are having a more worse day than me

At least me and my mom have something in common..... both of our lovers continue to break our hearts

I layed on my side and let my tear fall onto my pillow

I just want it all to end, it's all my fault isn't it?

I better fix myself before grandma arrives next week

I need to get myself together, fix my attitude, my hair, somehow my heart.

Next morning

I woke up to silence loud enough to give me a headache. My stomach growls and that makes me want to get up.

My phone has no missed calls, no texts, and no notifications from mom or dad. They left early today because they have a special interview.

I walked to the kitchen looking around as If I had never seen my house before.

I often overthink saying things in my head like "I wish I was dead, I don't deserve people or that my parents hate me" that's all false isn't it?

I'm only in the moment, I'm always in the moment.

Things felt different, it felt as if I was officially single with no one to talk to.

Because it is true, I am single and I don't have anyone to talk to. I just don't want to except it.

Funny have fast a relationship can end huh? Maybe this is planned and that's how life is. Maybe being single Is for the best people out there in the world.

I sat at my island in the kitchen, I haven't touched my phone in a while. I wonder if the girls left to their "trip" yet.

Not my place to be worried about them but I just can't take it. Everything I've been through just for the world to come crashing onto me.

What did I do to deserve this? How did my life become so disappointing?

I jumped off the stool at the island and ran to my room. I took my phone off the charger and texted my parents telling them that I was staying with the girls for the week.

My dad responded saying he didn't care witch seemed suspicious as fuck. I didn't care though because I knew I was leaving somewhere. To a place that didn't hurt, a place that excepted me.

I packed multiple shirts and pants and underwear in my duffle bag. No one told me that love could hurt like this. I just need some time to collect my self in order to be a better person.

I zipped up my bag and went to the kitchen to get myself some food for my journey.

I opened the junk drawer and grabbed me pepper spray and my moms old stunt gun.

I ran to my room and stuffed it into my bag.

I looked around my room for anything to take and my fairy book caught my eye. It holds memories from elementary school all the way to middle school.

I stuffed it into my bag and pulled the straps over my shoulders. I slipped on my shoes and grabbed my coat.

I glided through the house and before I stepped out of my home I took one last look at it.

I looked around the house, looking around remembering all the memories.

I stepped into the front step and locked the door, I put the key under the mat in front of the door.

I jumped off of my porch and got on my blue bike and headed left to Kingston street.

The wind was strong on my face, it felt as if the wind was hitting me in the face for doing this.

There was no going back I've already left home. I rode down the hill untill I got to Terry's shack and grabbed myself some jerky and a liter of soda. I pushed it into my bag which got heavier by the hour.

I went to the tire shop next and filled up my tires for a long ride to somewhere I don't know.

I was beginning to ride past malcoms street but I decided to turn onto his street and say one last goodbye.

I dropped my bike onto the curb and ran up his steps. I knocked onto the door twice before I start chewing my lip in embarrassment.

Nobody answered so I go back down and pick up my bike right when they open the door.

I put my bike back on the crub and walked up to malcom.

"Heyyy..... malc long time no see?" I stall and laugh.

"Yea I guess... where are you heading to?" He scratches his head.

"I'm just going on a bike ride... to somewhere far"

"Oh can I come?" He says curious.

I forrow my eyebrows at him. "Only if you're willing to leave forever" I smirk at him.

He gives me a confused look and doesn't say anything. I didn't feel the need to say anything else.

I slowly backed off of his porch and grabbed my bike so that I could leave.

I felt my eyes start to water and things were getting blurry. I watched malc go back inside and I kick my stand down and ride off of bailey street .

I headed for four miles down to kandy town. I don't think I will ever survive if I were to stay here.