ch13. tears

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Trigger warning: feeling worthless

Pov:parry
    "It looks way better on you anyway" I sit in the tree house thinking of those words. Last night was amazing. But he wouldn't like me like that. who would ever like me anyways. My dad was right im a worthless pic of shit. I miss mom she would never call me that. she would love me for who I am. I feel hot tears start to run down my face. I curl myself in a ball and cry until my eyes start to get heavy.
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I wake up to some rustling I peek out of the tree house door to see the coyote is back. I grab some jerky from my bag and throw out a piece. This time the crecher doesn't run by the sound he goes strate to the meat. I sit and watch him I wonder if he has a family.

( sorry I always make his chapters short. I hope you like the story😁)

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