"It is absolutely unbelievable that Carter said i need to see a psychologist. Him! The person who has extreme anger issues! Out of all people!" I yelled as i drove around the streets trying to clear my mind before i get hounded with questions by Justin.
"He thinks i'm crazy. I wasn't but now i am, fucking crazy angry! Why would he say that to me? Just when i thought we were going good. He fucks it all up." I hissed.
"I am not crazy and i certainly don't need help from a psychologist. He thinks that i can't handle a little blood on my hand, well he's wrong. This isn't the first time i do this and i am sure it won't be the last." I mumbled as i stopped at a red light.
"He has some gut saying what HE thinks is best for ME. It's MY life and i can do whatever the fuck i want."
"He thinks i will just let him take me away." I said as the light turned green.
"Well, i won't. I will not let them take the little dignity i have left."
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Hi! Sorry it's so short. I wasn't able to write a lot. I graduated yesterday. That's why. Hope you understand
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Changed {Sequel to Love Hurts}
FanfictionThis story is a sequel to 'Love Hurts'. If you haven't, you should read it. Thanks for your support. "Bye." I waved "Bye, Clara." Jason waved too. Im about to do something that could break me. Face my past.
