You Hurt Me

Ouch (Sneak peek)

"My stomach hurts," I cried to him, "But maybe it's my heart, either way these butterflies don't feel like butterflies, the cocoons you created have unearthed something that is far from beautiful. And it hurts."

"What are you talking about?" he looked stunned, he must have no idea the pain he rooted into me.

"I love you," I whispered lowly. 

"I love you too, why is that a problem?" He meant this as a friend, I meant it as something more.

"I can't do this, I have to go, it hurts too much. I have to let you go." I started walking away, because seeing his face anymore would only hurt me double. I couldn't keep doing this, being his friend, when seeing his face made my stomach start to coil. 

"You're my friend, I deserve to know what's up with you," he pleaded with me, trying to follow behind.

"What's going on is I don't think I can be that anymore," the words of others seemed to come out of my own mouth. Things they told me i needed to say. 

I ran into the girls bathroom and sat next to the sinks, my heavy breathing turning into heaving sobs. 

"Bexley, come on please, you can't do this," he yelled from outside the door. But I closed into myself and turned off my senses.