|Thought 💭 | Klay Thompson|Part 2
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When knives cut to deep and left you hurting, the future you had hoped for is now burning,and the dreams you held so tight lost their meaning and you don't know if you'll ever find the healing.
Jasmine looked at her tear stained face. She looks pathetic. Her once flawless makeup is smeared, her beautiful dress has dirt stains at the hem, and her hair is a mess from snatching off her headpiece.
Though she isn't used to this look, she's feels that it's better than looking perfect as she makes the worst mistake of her life.
She turned as she saw someone burst into the room.
You're gonna make it, you're gonna make it. The night can only last for so long. Whatever you're facing, if you're heart is breaking, there's a promise for the ones that just hold on.
"Jas, what are you doing? We're out here waiting- Whats wrong?" Klay asked.
"I can't do it." Jasmine replied, closing her eyes as more tears flowed.
"It's probably just jitters. You can do it. Lemme go get somebody to fix you up." Klay said before turning around.
"I'm in love with someone else." Jasmine blurted loudly before Klay could leave the room.
He frowned. "You're in love with someone else?"
"That's what I said," Jasmine wiped her eyes and stood. "And it's all your fault."
"My fault?" Klay repeated.
"Klay, please honey, keep up."
"Alright. I'm just not understanding how it-"
"You can't tell somebody you love them a week before they get married and expect them to still go through with it!" She exclaimed.
Klay sighed but remained silent.
"That's crazy! You're supposed to not want me to get married. You're supposed to be selfish and want me for yourself, not help plan the fucking bachelor's party! What kind of shit is that, Klay?"
"I wanted you to be happy." He mumbled.
"Well, I'm not. Klay, I've always wanted you and when I met Dave, I had finally came to the consensus that I can't have you. Now, you come in and you love me?" She cried and held her head down, feeling shamed.
Lift up your eyes and see.
Klay immediately approached her and lifted her head, kissing her ever so gently.
" I love you." He looked into her glassy eyes.
"I love you, too."
The sun is rising.
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