Shallow Love

middle

Staring at two different views on your window ledge
Coffee has gone cold, it's like time froze
There you go wishing, floating down our wishing well.

cidney's pov

i wiped tears from my cheek quickly after shoving jack.

"i hate you" i sniffled.

"i love you" he smirked.

"so how's sammy?" He asked.

i pushed him again trying to get him out.

"i can't believe myself!" i half yelled.

"i can't believe you either" he laughed.

"fuck you jack!" i yelled.

"remember back in ny? i just fucked you, what else do you want?" he asked.

"you've ruined everything for me! you make me feel like i deserve nothing!!" i cried.

"well i sure as hell just gave you something" he chuckled.

"i wish I never met you.." i mumbled under my breathe.

"what?" he looked at me with a serious look.

"i wish that i never met you. i wish i never met you! i wish it would've been sam" tears rolled down my cheeks.

his eyes watered a bit.

"never met me?" he questioned.

"yes jack, i wish it would've been sam i was with this whole time. he wouldn't have hurt me." i bit my lip.

"of" his eyes hit the ground.

my eyes followed the tears coming from his.

"sam isn't anything good" he looked over at me.

"what the fuck are talking about?" i frowned.

"he's at a club right now, probably with other girls" he shrugged.

"he isn't a thing like you!" i shook my head.

"you don't know that babe" he said.

"stop calling me that! that's far from what i am to you" i huffed.

why is he even here?

why did i let him in, let him touch me?

so many questions.

"look babe, i know that you must've been thinking of me right?" he smirked.

was he not just crying a bit?

"no i haven't" lie.

"i can still tell when your lying. i know you too well" he rested his hand on my shoulder which i pushed off.

"u haven't" lie.

why haven't i just got him out?

"cid!" the front door downstairs opened.

"oh fuck, hide!" i whispered.

he got up and ran to the bathroom.

"baby!!" sammy yelled coming up the stairs.

"bedroom!!" i yelled back.

he came in with a large smile.

"so...i got you some stuff. it's downstairs" he got me out of bed.

"put some clothes on what are you trying to do!" he smirked.

"oh shut up" i punched him.

"that should be your middle name, cidney shut up dallas" he laughed going out.