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"I love you.." he fucking said.

The phrase I longed to hear. It shot right into my face.

He grab my hand. "Hey, say something." He chuckled.

I was so shocked. I cant speak. I cant move.

Why now. Why.

He chuckled nervously, "I just confessed to you, you actually need to say something when someone confessed to you."

Tears started coming out from my eyes.

I freaking longed to hear those words from you long ago and you didnt said it.

You wiped my tears, "hey what's wrong?"

I muttered three words I wanted to say to him, "I... hate you." and ran off.

I hate you. I hate you. Why would you say that now. Why. Why when I decided to forget you. Why when I already have someone beside me, ready to heal my heart you broke.

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