It was a punch in the gut.
No, worse. It was a stab in her heart. He had chosen Abby over her. After all that time, those days and nights they'd spent together, all the phone calls and letters, all the dark secrets, heavy moments and laughter. The magical moments where everything felt like it was falling into place were just gone.
She felt as if all the butterflies that had filled her life before now died and fell onto the ground. Their past existence quickly turning to dust and sucking the life out of her. She couldn't breath. Her heart pounding in her chest, the tears stinging her eyes made her vision cloudy, the sinking feeling like her stomach had dropped to the floor. The memories and the broken promises now swarming around her dragged her down physically to floor, where she sank to her knees.
In the middle of that street, where Luke and her had drove around hundreds of times looking for an excuse to stay out longer, she cried. Supposedly it was more than crying. Michelle had never liked the term "sobbing," she felt as if it was an ugly cry that no one should ever see. In this case, unless God in Heaven was watching, nobody else was. And her cry wasn't an ugly cry- it was hideous. Her mascara, feelings and soul felt like it was pouring out of her eyes. In the midst of her entire self falling apart, she heard from the distance a blaring sound which was probably her head pounding. She didn't realize it was the sound of a honking car until the headlights met her dying self.
Though the metal object had hit her body at thirty miles an hour, the impact hurt less than what Luke had done to her.
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A Penny For Your Thoughts
RomanceMichelle Hartford is not your average teenage girl. She has a story that you have never heard because it's not in the story books. When her dad's job transfers from California all the way to Maryland, in the middle of the September, she has a comple...
