𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓓𝓸𝓵𝓵 (🟢)

8

It was a week since I'd last saw Dallas, the longest week I'd ever experienced. We were both too invested in our pride to admit we missed eachother. So we both waited till one or the other spoke first. Well I was that 'other'.

I went to Buck's where Dallas always was. I didn't care to knock though.

"Dal, we need to talk.." I look at the bed, and there he was laid down with another girl.

"Jenn..." Dal got up quickly. I sighed and shook my head.

"You'll never change. This is such an exhausting process. Is love even worth the pain it brings? Is Your love worth it?" I sighed before turning my back to him. That was when he started to chase me.

"Jenn please!" I turned around and pulled my blade out on him.

"If I hear you beg me one more time to stay, I swear I'll kill you Dallas Winston. Try me." I turned around and ran down the stairs, pulling my blade on anyone who so much as looked at me the wrong way.

I ran to the Curtis home and dropped to the floor once I got inside. Soda ran to me and picked me up.

"Jennison? What happened?!" He shushed me as I shouted in pain.

"He's never gonna change! It'd be a miracle if he would just go steady with me! God, I hate him, Soda! I hate him!" I hugged him as he held me. Soda was the only one who understood how it felt to be two-timed.

"Calm down Jenn, you're hurting me." He laughed. I hadn't realized that I was clinging onto his shoulder so tightly.

"Is it wrong for me to demand him to change? Is it so wrong of me to love him, and want simple loyalty?!" I cried louder. I felt horrible, I hated venting like this out loud.

If I could have changed one thing, I would have stayed home the day I met Dallas Winston.