My Broken Heart

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Malia's pov

As soon as Stiles came back he kissed HER and all I got was a look. I don't blame him,I blame myself. Why why whyy couldn't I remember? Why was it so hard for me to focus on a memory of him? All that time we were together,did it really mean nothing? Was it a waste of time? I really thought we had something special I mean he was my first in every way in EVERYTHING.

My thoughts were interrupted.
"Malia are you okay?" Scott asked with a worried look. "Yeah Iam fine." My voice broke in every word. "Are you sure cuz you don't look like your ok?" "I smell "fear,sadness,and anger on you" Scott said in a low sweet voice. I started tearing up,even though I tried so hard not to. "Please Scott just go,I need to be alone!" "Malia just talk to me." he said "Grrr!" I growled at him as loud as I could.
I grabbed my bag and ran out of the library with tears on my face, I was crying so hard I could barely see.

I got home faster than ever, threw my bag on the floor and threw myself on my bed face first. That night I didn't sleep at all. All the memories playing like a movie in my head. The time I was takeing a shower in the boys bathroom in Eichen House and HE saw me, man he was so nervous, and after in the basement when we had our first kiss. Every single memory I couldn't remember came back makeing my head and chest hurt. I miss him so much, I NEED him.

The next day I couldn't get up I just couldn't see him by her side. I grabbed the covers and pulled them over my head. I still felt like crying but there was only heavy breathing no tears would or could come out.

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