lovely

615 45 5
                                    

"I'm selfish... I want you all to myself.." I sigh, listening to a stupid song about love and possession and attempting not to think but it happens anyways.

"Jessie! Come wash the dishes!" I hear my mom yell from the kitchen no doubt and I sigh again, ever since the latest episode of Haikyuu, I have no motivation to do anything because... //spoiler spoiler spoiler here// and that's sucked every ounce of life I have.

"Yeah, got it." I call back and manage to get up. I walk slowly, examining my hands, long slender fingers and my feet that are the same. I'm the odd one out of my family, I guess. I'm taller than my mom by six inches at least, nearly as tall as my dad and my brother, and in all honesty, I'm still growing. I used to hate my height, but after seeing how great it was to have a significant other shorter than me, and how I could cuddle them effortlessly, being this tall didn't seem so bad.

This Love, This Hate.Where stories live. Discover now