Chapter 7

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Alexa's pov:

Whenever i have the slightest hope that i might be happy, some kind of problem comes flying my way.

The whole school hates me now.
I don't know what i have done to amber, but she is the cause of half of my problems. I don't know who i am anymore. I forgot how to smile, a real smile not a fake one. I forgot how it felt to be happy.

Why me though? Why do i get  the sucky and problem filled life? What have i ever done to deserve this?

For the third time this week, im walking to the grave yard. To visit my dad, obviously.

I reached the grave yard and went straight to my dad's grave.

"Dad, life is really hard. I don't know what to do anymore.."
I shook my head and looked down.

"Teenagers, my age are supposed to have a boyfriend, go to parties and have faithful friends that give a shit about them" i cried.

"Dad, why me?" I whispered.

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Harry's pov:

I left the school building with lauren, following me like a lost puppy.

"Where are we going, harry?" She said.
I chuckled, shaking my head.
"You mean, where AM I going"
I exaggerated

She rolled her eyes and kept walking. None of us said a word and it was better that way.

We passed a small graveyard, i was about to scare lauren so she would just leave me alone but then i heard a soft and a very familiar voice cry.

"Dad, life is really hard, i don't know what to do anymore.." alexa said, looking down.

"Teenagers my age are supposed to have a boyfriend, go to parties abd have faithful friends that actually give a shit about them" she cried.

"Dad, why me?" She whispered, barely audible.

My heart ached for her. No one deserved this, especially not angels like her..

I heard lauren scoff next to me.
"She's quite a drama queen, isn't she?"

Okay, she is seriously getting on my nerves. "Lauren, piss off and stop running that big mouth of yours for a while." I snapped, looking at her.

"Whatever, you can stop pretending that you care about that waste of space that im here" she said, i almost threw up.

I just shook my head and her and looked back at the graveyard to see alexa no where in sight. I need to fix this, i need to fix her. Angels aren't supposed to be broken.

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