A/N: (Let's ignore everything that used to be here shall we?) (Y'ALL SOMEONE WHO LOOKED LIKE DRAKE JUST SAT DON LIKE A FEW SEATS AWAY FROM ME???) (I'm sry this chapter is kinda bad)
Aiden's POV:
If only burning people alive was legal. (A/N: TEACH ME TO PLEASE LOVE YAAA)
I listened to her chat, oblivious to my burning, murderous gaze on her. I did a quick scan of her- brown hair, long lashes, average white girl look- was she really better than me? Would he pick her over me? WOULD HE ABANDON ME IF HE COULD ONLY CHOOSE ONE?
My blood boiled as I kept glaring at her. I tried to convince myself she was inferior to me, but what would he think if he knew that? Would he find me weak? Would he hate me for my thoughts? Shit, I'm going to spiral down if I keep doing this.
I hated her. I hated how she looked, how she dressed, how she acted, how she talked-
Do you? Maybe it's just because she's a little speck of dust in your perfect picture? It's not really necessary for you to hate her this much.
Shut up. I want him and she's the one standing in my way.
Oh, the things you do for love.
Can you please go away? You're distracting me.
YOU ARE READING
Forbidden Love
Romance"I have ventured into the dark depths and shall never emerge after laying my hands upon such dirty work." -Me, 2024 Matteo, or Aiden, if you're reading this, I'm sorry, please don't kill me.
