~Imagines~

~Beautiful Disaster~

Sighing deeply, she stood in front of the mirror. Her face was pinched in pain and shame as she looks over her body.

Why? Was I not enough? She wondered, her heart filled with pain.

She couldn't hold back the single tear that ran down her right cheek. She couldn't believe she's been so, so...naïve to believe he would never betray her like that.

~She's giving boys what they want

Tries to act so nonchalant~

Running a hand through her blond hair, she pulled on her outfit and turned on her heels, the tear already dry out. She left the bathroom, and went straight to the front door, ignoring the curious eyes of her mother. She needed a walk, to get fresh air, to forget the pain, if only for a minute. Slamming the door shut behind her, she took off down the road.

~She swears that there's no difference between the lies and compliments

It's all the same if everybody leaves her~

Her mind wandered one way and another, her body guiding her absently as she took down the familiar path toward the bridge. She leaned on the railing, her eyes glancing blankly in front of her, her forefinger tracing invisible patterns.

If only she had known. If she had known, he didn't think he could love her enough. If she had known, he wanted something more.

~She would change everything for happy ever after

Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster~

Trying to stifle a sob, she blinked rapidly, willing her tears to disappear.

Stop crying. You're stronger than that. She told herself, breathing deeply.

She didn't notice the boy standing next to her, until he cleared his throat.

Turning her head toward him, she looked at him, hoping her face was not blotchy red.

~She just needs someone to take her home~

"Hello, Love. I'm Luke and I got a feeling you need someone to talk to."