Keep from getting burned

Misery

(Haileys P.O.V)

Hailey entered the run down tattoo store, moping past her boss. She looked at the customer sitting in the leather chair. She gave him a fake smile, looking at him with her red bloodshot eyes, her cheeks stained with her mascara.

"Welcome to witchcraft... How may I help you?"

Her voice was raspy and nasally from crying, and her heart ached. She watched the customer talk, but she didn't hear what he was saying. Her mind was quietly reciting the old conversations she had with her best friend. At least before he left and basically ripped her heart out.

She felt the tears start to form in the corners of her eyes for the millionth time today. She felt a hand go on her shoulder. She took a deep sigh, hoping it was Ricky. She turned her head to see her boss, who looked down at her concerned. She let out a pained smile.

"Your not fit for working Hailey. I'm calling your dad."

Hailey just looked back down. She was holding a pencil and paper to draw the tattoo the man wanted, but it was clear she couldn't at such a state. Her mind was fucked. There were tears dripping down her face from the many memories in her mind.

She got back up, dropping the paper and pencil. She opened the glass door, the bell ringing. She left her cadillac in the driveway, walking down the street toward a bar, where she'd drown her sorrows in alcohol.

(Ricky's P.O.V)

After Ricky hurt Hailey the way he did, purposely, his mom made him pay by sending him out to the grocery store. He looked down at the specific list, almost running in to Mr. Hannigans pickup, he drew the breaks fast. The rush of adrenaline pumped through his veins.

He turned to look at the simple small stores to the right of him. Not much had changed since he'd been here. The only things he'd truly noticed, and was slaving over, was that his best friend isn't his best friend anymore. Also, her happy spirit was now depressed.

He was sure it was still there, it was just his fault it wasn't showing anymore. He knew he was the only one keeping her from letting her life consume her, and he let her down. He let his best friend down. He slammed his head down on the wheel, triggering the horn. Everyone on the sidewalk looked at him.

Including her. She was walking down the sidewalk.

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Guys this is just a filler. I'm trying to make the updates slow. There will be at least 70 chapters to this. But... I hope you like it.

Picture: Ricky looking sad Bc why Tf not.

Song: I'm not in love - 10cc