a/n sorry guys for not updating but I haven't been feeling well
ps, sorry if this is shit. I have a headache and I'm exhausted.
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After he left I dragged myself home and laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. Angry at myself.
Why would I say something like that to him.
The last hours we spent together consisted of me being on the verge of tears and him just holding me so tight i could barely breathe.
I pulled my hair and let the tears fall freely, he just left after he got everything from me.
His sweet kisses were lingering on my lips and neck, I missed him already.
God, I'm such a brat.
With the palm of my hand I wipe the tears away and get up from the bed where I had been laying the last 3 hours.
I stripped off my clothes and turned on the shower, while I waited for it to get hot I stared at my horrible reflection on the mirror.
Disgusting. Disgusting. Disgusting.
I wanted to throw up at the sight of myself, my hips were too wide, thighs huge, stomach too fat and the fading scars reminded me of how much hatred I felt towards my own self.
Biting my lip I step in the shower, the hot water burned my skin but I didn't care. Soon I got used to the hotness and washed my body, scrubbed my red skin accidentally so hard that my arm almost started bleeding.
Ignoring it, I began to wash the conditioner from my hair and after was done I turned off the shower and shivered when the cold air came in contact with my skin.
A fluffy towel was waiting for me beside the sink, I wrapped it tightly around me and slowly made my way to the closet.
Throwing on the navy Adidas hoodie I took from Flynn when I first met him, it still faintly smelled like him because I forgot I had it and haven't been wearing it. Also took out black Nike sweatpants and fuzzy socks.
When was dressed I made myself food but ended up only eating a few bites before felt sick to my stomach and dashed in the bathroom.
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He was angry at his boss, he didn't want to leave her.
Flynn wanted to turn the car around, go to his girl and never let her go.
But that wasn't possible.
He didn't listen what Derek was saying, his thoughts were on his Aurora and couldn't think anything else but only her.
Derek soon realized that Flynn wasn't in the mood for talking so he went silent, not wanting to get a broken nose.
Flynn's knuckles were white from having such a tight hold on the steering wheel, he wanted to taste her and feel her against his skin again.
Many of his hoodies had the scent of her favorite perfume on them and it only made him want her back more.
She loved wearing his hoodies that were too big for her and he loved seeing her in them.
He was in love with the girl but now he had hurt her and it angers him that he is too much of a coward to tell her how he felt.
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aurora ! DISCONTINUED
Teen Fictionthat girl is his everything, his sanity, his happiness, his world, she was his aurora.