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We're like the fire and water

song: BROOKLYN BABY
-Lana Del Ray

THOUGHTS

She hated the way love worked, nothing ever goes her way and she never expected it to.

She missed Jacob.

She thought about him after 2 hours, and it had gotten her nowhere. She felt bad for not talking to him. Neither was it her fault.

She didn't expect for him to go ballistic on her, even after he promised not to hurt her.

She groaned into her pillow, with frustration. Maybe she should just talk to him.

What if she waited. What if she lets devine timing take her through, or what if it gets her absolutely nowhere.

All Loranne wanted to do was scream at the top of her lungs and yell out how much she hates Jacob.

That thought came into her brain, 'mom and dad had their differences'

Her window swung open, letting in some pebbles of hail on her worn out carpet. Her eyes flinched a slight as she was so confused on why and how it had opened.

She was lost for words and her body shot up in instinct. She walked to her window, locking it shut.

Loranne tried to walk back to her bed but was shot down by a wave of dizziness. Her legs turned into Jell-O, and it felt as if she couldn't walk anymore.

She sensed danger nearby. But before she could've done something, her eyes flickered to the back of her head as her body went limp and fell on her back.










258 WORDS
PUBLISHED: JULY 12th

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