"How could you?" I spoke to no one.
"How could he hurt me this bad!" I cried . Pushing myself over the edge of my control.
Tears streaming down my face. Pacing back and forth around my room.
"This is it." I decided
"I thought you would never fucking hurt me!" I screamed being home alone.
The one guy I thought would never break my heart. Shattered it.
I searched around my room for my blade. But the tears blurred my vision.
"Fuck!" I pleaded
I take off running down the steps of my large home to the kitchen.
I search for the largest knife I can find.
"Should I really?" I think again . Everything he's ever put me through rushes back to my head.
I take the knife and head upstairs to my bathroom .
A/N : I don't know what to call this ... An exert?
YOU ARE READING
Keep Breathing
Teen FictionNow I can see how truly empty and torn apart you are. You may laugh and smile but I see how fucked up you are when I gaze into your eyes . Your broken and can't be fixed . No matter who comes along they'll always make you feel like shit . Now I unde...
