/Stella/
it's cold, everything hurts. can you imagine? the one I thought was for me, the one who held me while I cried, or celebrated every milestone I hit. decides I'm not enough, that I don't have perfect enough of a body, decides to break my heart in a million. not only by throwing me out of the only place I could call home but also by cheating on me with who I thought was my best friend. the rain is pouring down, I'm completely soaked. With only one suitcase, filled with only a portion of my clothes. I'm walking down the dark neighborhood at night. with nowhere to go, but to keep walking and walking. I don't know where I'm going, only that everything hurts and that I'm cold.
I don't know how, but my endless walking has led me to my brother's front porch. the other place I could call home, for at least a few days. knocking on the white wooden door, and taking a few steps back, I beg that he is awake, or at least one of his roommates. more happy and sober me can be emberset of anyone other than my brother and now ex, seeing me in this state. the Stella handerson who hasent chugged down at least 3 shots worth of tequila.
minutes pass, and I remember my brother is in Hawaii. the tears stream faster down my face, having no one I know to go to. I knock on the door again, this time my knock is weaker, as my body is giving up on me. I take a few steps back, sliding my back down the wall of the house, hugging my knees to my chest. I bury my face in my knees as the tears have now slowed down and defeat is near. I could take out the few clothes I have, and make a makeshift blanket with them. but then again the rain has just gotten heavier.
I lift my head at the sudden sound of the door opening. my vision is blurry from the tears, but even if it is a serial killer coming to end my life, I wouldn't move.
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authors note
I thought that was a good place to end it, pls comment if I should continue it!
