I love you too

Stuck in the past (Nicoles POV)

CHAPTER 1:

Do you ever have those days where your like 'How the hell did I get myself in this situation?' Well how the hell did I end up not only being late for my class but also getting another hour of homework, and people told me that college was pretty chill. Well guess what, its not. Normally my history teacher doesn't care, but I caught him on a bad day. So here I am, trying to do my homework in this cute little cafe close by, and by trying I mean failing. (All because I didn't set my alarm, great.) I don't know how people have their life put together, they make seem it seem easy when it really isn't. The only reason i even put up with all this college crap is to get my docteret and become a surgeon. But apparently you can't just grab a knife, and start cutting. As I'm sitting here and thinking about my miserable life, the cafe door jingles and the last person i expect to see walks in, my ex Sean from freshmen year of college. (Note: I'm in my third year currently 21), he normally doesn't come to these types of cafes. It's to "girly" and i quote what he said. He notices me right away and walks towards my table. (As you can tell I'm ecstatic to see him, by ecstatic i mean I'm still mad at him for cheating on me and then trying to blame all on me. So no, I'm not happy to see him). "Nicole, its been awhile; your looking good." The second he says that it makes me want to throw up. "Sean I didn't know you still existed, and complementing me isn't gonna make acknowledge you. So stop with the flattery and just tell me what you want." I already know what he wants, but i want to hear it from him. No matter how hard I try the past always comes back to haunt me. "I want you back, and before you say anything. I didn't exactly have sex with the girl, we just made out and maybe there was some touching down there. But other than that you can't say I cheated." I can't believe what I was hearing a 21 year old is trying to convince me that sticking your tongue down someone's start wasn't cheating. I'm literally baffled, I don't know if I want laugh or just slap him. Instead I just stay staring at him contemplating what I'm gonna do. He starts wave his hand in front of my face saying, "Hey I'm talking to you." I stand up and smack his hand out of my face, "The fact that you can't even give me a proper apology for being with another girl, and just flat out say that you didn't cheat makes me wonder if your just dumb, or stupid. I would never go back with a guy won't appreciate me or my time; and right now your wasting my time by talking to me." He was so dumbfounded that he was speechless before he can even open his mouth to say anything i grab my stuff and leave the cafe. I can't believe i even dated him, man my standards have really gone down. This is why the whole talk about love and soulmates is just garbage. There's no such thing, and my past will just keep reminding me. Not even my parents could find love so why should I. I head back to my dorm and i fall onto my bad, and I start to wonder how would I know how to have a healthy relationship when I wasn't raised in one.