dear diary: i am in pain.

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"as i ran upstairs i shoved a chair under my door handle, the remains of my ripped off door lock were strewn on my floor. the constant pounding on my door became louder and louder
until it went silent, and after a minute i heard the pattering of footsteps trailing away.. which told me it was all over.

i sobbed into my pillow, my fresh makeup staining the sheets, my white pillow becoming black with mascara filled tears as my eyes leaked more and more.

i was in love i really was, my heart feels so brittle like it could shatter any minute. my aching limbs feeling number by the second as i curled into a ball.

my mind recounted the events all over and over again; i got asked to prom by kyle killerman, i opened the door and reece was stood there. my own brother. holding a bouquet of dead flowers... i vow to never speak to him again, im moving out as soon as i can. get me out.

as i opened my notepad and flicked through it i got to the last page, where the thought at the back of my mind lurked.

mrs autumn roberts."

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