Happy endings

E l e v e n

Skylars P.O.V

*A few months later*

It's toxic. We're toxic. Cole and I are not doing good. We fight every night about stupid stuff. He makes me feel... So worthless.. He didn't make me feel like this when we first met. When we first met, he treated me like a princess.

"If I'm so much to handle, and I bring you down so much, then why are you still with me?" I shouted. "Because you're my girl, and I don't know what I would do without you. I need you." Cole answered. "You don't need me, you want me. If you needed me, it would be unhealthy." I whispered, on the verge of tears.

He left after that. I took my blade out, and I thought; hello old friend, it's been a while... Cole used to give me the same pleasure you give me, but I guess it was only temporary. So here I am.

I took the blade and slid it across my wrist. Blood dripped down and onto my bare leg and my floor. I did it a few more times, and then I layed there, closed my eyes, and felt the blood flow.

A few hours later, I clean myself up. I called Cole, to fix the 5th fight that we've had in the past 48 hours.. Once the phone is answered, I knew immediately that it wasn't Cole.

"Who is this?" I asked, even though, I think I know the answer. A bitter tone came from the other line; "It's the girl Cole has been sleeping with since you guys got together." I knew who it was.

I hung up and threw my phone across the room. I collapsed on the spot and starting sobbing. I can't believe this. I'm not the only one. I sat there while my heart broke into a million pieces.

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I got up and threw on my clothes, put my hair in a bun, put on my shoes and walked out the door. I didn't bother putting on makeup, because it's school, and I no longer have anyone to impress.

I got out of my car and grabbed my bag. I felt a hand grab my shoulder. "Baby... please listen to me Sky..." Cole pleaded. I turned around and looked up into his greeny/hazel eyes.
He got onto his knees and hugged my legs.

"Please forgive me..." He said, now sobbing. "I can't, I used to think of you as somebody who would never, ever hurt me. Ever." I put my hands over my face, "now I can't stop picturing you with her." I cried.

He looked up to me with bloodshot eyes, got up onto his two feet, and tried to kiss me. I backed away. Got back into my car, and drove home. I can't do this.