I didn't even notice how cold it's gotten, or how dark clouds rolled in. It started pouring down. I invited Brandon inside. We talked for hours about anything and everything we could think of. There never is a dull moment when I'm talking to him. Brandon is way different than I expected him to be.
I've not felt this in a long time. I'm not so empty and alone. I feel... Happy? I've laughed and smiled to the point of my cheeks feeling sore.
*Sorry for the short chapter. Usually they are short when switching POVs*
YOU ARE READING
Alone
Teen FictionHave you ever felt so empty? Or so emotionally hurt that it became physical? Have you ever felt comfort in tearing into yourself? Have you ever felt so alone, though surrounded by others *Being extended*
