I step outside to leave that house. The house of betrayal, occupied by the betrayer. But who am I to talk?
We just finished working on our project and now we were finished for good.
My sister's hatred for my 'friend' was quite awkward.
My sister is waiting at the door as I leave, and we both step out into the cold rain.
I have my long brown jacket from 7th grade on. I forgot my hat so my head is bare to the rain. My thick black hair acts as a helmet though. My chest is getting soaked as I forgot to zip up my jacket.
Atleast if I get sick and die I won't be in pain.
I opened the door to the black truck and entered, letting minimal water enter through the opening I had made.
My mother looks at me and just begins to drive off.
I talk to her later and she tells me she doesn't need me anymore and doesn't want me.
Her saying these types of things, hurts. It hurts alot. My heart just isn't built for this type of pain. She once told me that she'd never leave me. That she'd always love me. But now here I am, begging her to not leave. I am giving my all to keep her here. But she isn't taking it. I have given nothing but my all for this last month. But she just isn't taking it. She insists that she wasn't enough and that was why I did it. But she has no right to say that. Because I'm not enough. My all, isn't enough.
I don't know if she's gonna take me back or if this bullshit ordeal will completely end things between us.
But I know two things for sure.She no longer loves me.
AndI love her.

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