Don't Let Me Go.. (Lesbian love Story)

Chapter 14

"How.. How could you do that to me?" I almost sobbed. My head spinning. Still trying to process what I witnessed my own "girlfriend" doing.

Just be strong, you can knock a grown man out but can't help crying? What's wrong with you?

"Taylor I'm d'unk. I can't even think rig' now"

It's always a sorry excuse right..

"I'm not taking you home because I don't want your parents seeing you drunk" I said for the 6th time. I really didn't know what to expect: for her to understand or for her to beg me to go home.

At this point its both.

She slept in the car. No matter how furious I was, no matter how disgusted I was, no matter how much she upset me, I carried her in my arms to the guest room where Bruno was and laid her down so she can sleep. I put the cozy blanket on her and closed the door. My mom was on a date with Andrew, still. It's almost 3:30, did they go visit Brazil? They should be back. My brain hurt. I walked into the kitchen where the medicine cabinet was. I grabbed the Advil bottle. Probably shouldn't done so much Calculus work.

I look at the bottle. Thinking about how much pain I was in. A lone tear rolled down my face.

Maybe if I drink them all, they'll taste like love.

What was I doing to myself? With a girlfriend that cheats on me? 2 times now? I rubbed my temples. She doesn't love me. Not like I love her. She doesn't feel like I do. She doesn't understand the fact that I love her.

I love her.

I fucking love her.

But she doesn't love me as much as I want her to..

I slid on the floor. The biggest knot came into my throat and and pulled my hair. My knees against my chest and the sobs came. The strong person I was became weak. I remembered everything from that moment. I couldn't believe a girl that didn't love me made me feel so weak that I couldn't stand anymore. Was I really nothing to her like I think?
She doesn't love me.
She doesn't love me.
She doesn't love me.

All the hassle I've done for her, all the times we ever kissed. How much I wasted my time being with someone who made me happy but I knew..
I fucking knew

It all feels like a lie. Everything I knew felt like a lie, just another high school love story.

She was gonna let me down. The idiot in me won. And I was left with nothing but bare bones and a broken heart. Why? Why the fuck would I let myself through this? You knew since the start that she wouldn't love you. This would end up in a heart break. My sobs continued. I knew I was broken over a girl.
She doesn't love me.
She doesn't love me.
She'll never love me.
She never fucking will.

Maybe if I drink them all, they'll taste like love.
Maybe if drink them all..
Just..
Maybe..