Chapter 6.-White Lies

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As I paced back and forth in my motel, I couldn't believe what I had finally but scornfully done. Did it really happen, or am I dreaming? I cant believe I just walked out on Zayn. We were both very truthful to each other, so I think this is my fault that It started. I shouldn't have lied, and maybe he wouldn't have either. I sat on the motel bed and rubbed my aching foot. Right now, any pain that was in my arm, was now transported into my foot. I sighed and lied back, and started singing softly "Maybe we can work things out, maybe if we can find some time, before people realize whats been broken."  Tears rolled down my cheeks and onto my shoulders. Why did I care so much? Why did I have to screw things up? Why am I so stupid? One particular thought flashed through my mind. Why do you have to be such a retarded bitch? Sobs racked my body, and echoed throughout the motel room. Somebody was pounding on the motel door. I jolted up and wiped my tears away. "Come in, its open!" Zayn quietly walked in. He looked tired and had a look of worry in his eyes. Tears pooled out and down his cheeks. I stood up and ran to him, and hugged him tightly to my small form. We both sobbed quietly, my tears soaking his shirt, his hitting the top of my head. He softly stroked my hair. A quiet whisper came out of my mouth, nothing I would ever say, "Why her?" 

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