Devastation spreads across my face. I didn't think that this would happen to me. Staring at a face that was so innocent, but with eyes so fiery they were ready to burn any bridge to make them look better. That is when I knew it had all been a lie.
No matter how hard I tried, I would never be good enough.
"I'm sorry." Those words cut my ears as they were spoken. That was the most cold, half hearted, apology I have every heard. The smirk tried to peak out of the corners of his mouth. Knowing he had gotten to me.
"Don't say that, you don't mean it." I didn't even say if, because I knew for a fact he didn't mean the apology. Finally finding a way to get rid of me. It's as if I weren't a person who made mistakes. Apparently I have to be perfect to be a part of his world.
"Always so feisty. That's why you were my favorite, too bad that things didn't work out. You would have been good to keep around. Have a nice day. I won't be seeing you anytime soon." He finished shooing me away from his presence.
Furry races through my blood. If I were a thermostat I probably would have exploded. I stormed out of the house as if I couldn't get out of there quicker. Fighting the tears, I start my car and race to my house. Mumbling under my breath words that should only be kept to myself.
The second I got to my room, I slammed my door and plopped on my bed. Out came the tears, creating a river among my pillow. "Stupid boys." I say.
Hours later, I finally become capable of pulling myself together to raid the fridge down stairs. I compile all of the goodies, yes, it included the typical go to for drowning sorrows. A girl's best friend when depressed, the beloved ice cream. I press my lips upon the cold, but heavenly spoonful. "Netflix it is." I say aloud. Pushing aside my brown hair that was in my face.
Romance was definitely what I was wanting to watch. Hoping that one day someone will sweep me off of my feet. Someone who would love me to the moon and back. A person who wouldn't hurt me, or be afraid to show me how to love. I had forgotten how to with my heart broken many times. The agony of being alone forever overcame me once more, as I burst into tears. My heart was cut into a million different pieces. It felt as if it were a jigsaw puzzle.
At that moment, I hear my door creak open. "Naomi?"
I bury my face into my pillow and trying not to let my voice shake, I simply reply, "yes?"
"Are you alright?" Foot steps came towards me until I felt a light dent at the foot of my bed.
I sigh as I unbury my face and slowly sit up. "Garrett.. H-he broke m-my heart." I wince in pain again feeling it shatter. I couldn't even say his name without my eyes welling up.
"Oh honey, things will be alright." I got pulled into a long, sincere hug. Aunt Jina was always good at making you feel loved and wanted. She has been so comforting and understanding for as long as I could remember. The one person that I know would do anything for me if I only asked. Wiping away my tears, she says, "Do you know what I see?"
I shake my head.
"I see a beautiful, young lady with so much potential. You're smart, funny, sweet, caring, and one day someone will see that and be afraid to lose you." I couldn't help but to smile a little. She always knew just what to say. She was like a mother figure to me.
My mother wasn't fit to take care of me, and my father was just a guy she hooked up with. Jina was my mother's aunt who had wanted kids, but the love of her life was taken hostage and killed in war. She took me in without hesitation.
"Stop hogging all of the ice cream," she laughed, squeezing beside me, stealing the spoon from my hand. I chuckled lightly and I had a feeling that I might just be alright.
