It had been a week since I gave myself to Luke. A lot of shit had gone down since then. Shit that either of us are proud of.
He had said some things that hurt me, which caused me to say things that I didn't mean, which resulted in him getting pissed and punching a whole in the wall right next to my head, which lead to me crying and him screaming at me about me not having any reason to cry because he was so blinded by anger.
Blinded by anger, that's exactly what it was.
He left right after our huge argument, but cane back after realizing that it was his house, and then kicking me out, and leaving me with no other option but to go home.
Heartbroken. Mad. Confused. Those are a few emotions that I was feeling towards him.
Heartbroken because: I felt like he didn't want me after I gave him my fucking virginity.
Mad because: I felt like he didn't want me after I gave him my fucking virginity.
Confused because: I didn't know if he was willing to take me back this time.
It was a big whirlwind of emotions that do not go well with each other, like, at all.
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number 96 :: lrh
RastgeleLuke Hemmings, nothing but a normal teenage boy. He plays hockey, and goes to parties. He had many plans, but the small girl that came crashing into his life was not one of them. He never knew what their friendship would turn into or how much of an...
