CHAPTER 5 : 𓆩⟡𓆪

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I scrub my hands down my face with cold water, looking at myself in the bathroom mirror with a permanent scowl.

I got to talk to Hugh after he finished practice, but I ended the conversation quickly.

I could see his little girlfriend practically rubbing against his arm while we spoke, so there was no point keeping her waiting.

She still has my jacket.

I let out a soft groan as I wipe my face with a towel before heading back to my bedroom.

It's exhausting.

Every. Single. Day.

Is exhausting.

I just want to not be emotionally drained, because fuck, I can't take it anymore.

I miss my sister.

I miss my friends.

And most of all, I miss being loved.

Pierce is not cutting it.

I lay down in bed, rubbing my temple.

My eyelids start growing heavy and I curl up into a ball, feeling cold and hollow.

Tears sting behind the back of my eyes and I swallow thickly as 2 drops of it roll down my cheeks.

I sniffle and reposition my head on my pillow before falling into a restless sleep. 

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