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It is a very cold night, the sky is black with a slight purple in it, exactly how I love it, which is why usually I'm in a good mood in this weather, but no, not tonight, why? You're asking.. Well isn't it obvious, I have a test tomorrow, and yes, I already know everything like the nerd that I am, but that's doesn't mean I'm not stressing like hell. I have previously decided to eat my dinner and go to my room to sleep early, but guess what, I have found myself wandering once again in this beautiful homelike campus, loosing myself in all its glory. I go down to the library to see if I can offer any help, mainly because I need the distraction. I find my boyfriend, and as usual, he doesn't want my help, he thinks so little of me that he would never trust me with something as important to him as his studies. Such a relationship, don't you think?
I know what you are going to say, why are you guys even together? Well, believe it or not, we thought we were in love, and now that I think about it, maybe we were, no sane one will stay three years with someone they don't love. Or were we just insanely lonely?
I meet my bestie too and she's sitting with a guy, convincing him to not give up and study some more, maybe that way he won't fail the subject. Now of course like the great girl I am, I offer my help, I sit down and make him get the whole thing in half an hour, or at least I thought I did, since I begged him on several occasions to just focus with promising that I can make him learn it all, hell, I can be pretty extreme sometimes, but I was sure after a while that he just didn't wanna decline my help, it actually didn't help at all.
Well, as one can tell of my little description on my boyfriend, you would have guessed it, we fought about me sitting with a guy, and I'll spare you the bloody details.
All you gotta know, is that I am one stubborn girl, and whenever someone tries to pull me away from something/someone, I get too attached that I can't control it anymore, and that night, I'd love to think that that's the only reason something did spark in me, and not because I'm some messed up dark human who can't get enough of trying to fix people, since I can't fix my own shit. No matter what the reason was, what we care about is that something happened in me, and it wasn't the kind of spark that got shut down when you went to sleep and woke up the next day to your usual annoyed calling boyfriend.

Do you need me to give you a hint, or do you already know the reason for my spark, well if you don't, what the hell, it's pretty obvious. I'm grateful again for you reading this, thank you for your time 🖤🖤🖤

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