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part eight :
you done fucked yourself hunny pt2

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leila was right.

i looked over at sean and wiped the small tear at the corner of my eye.

i looked at him.
and put on my best small smile.

i wanted to punch him right in his pretty face and call him stupid for choosing the girl who is going to break his fragile, perfect heart.

why, must the heart be so stupid.
the brain to be so stupid.

"sean.. im happy for you. she's going to break your heart. but im happy for you. you deserve wayyyyy better-"

yeah he deserves me

"- but im happy for you." i sighed.

"r- really? YOU'RE NOT MAD?! I THOUGHT YOU HATED HER GUTS!!"

"i still do, and yes. i am mad. im furious. but.. nothing is going to stop you if you're already lost in her. eyes."

he hugged me. real tight. and thanked me.

did he want my blessing or something?
he had to confess to me in order to keep seeing her?

what gentlemen like?

god. why couldn't he have gotten lost in my eyes..

am i too basic. my dark brown eyes too regular?

*sigh* there's always other fish, in this deep, deeeeeeeep ocean.

"oh hey!! look at that haha, we're home!"

i looked up and he was right.

i gave him a small smile and walked over to my house as he walked across from me to his.

i unlocked the door to hear it click and took off my shoes as i got inside.

i greeted my family and told my mom i'd be eating dinner in my room.

i closed the door and thought.

i thought for a long time. my mind raced to different scenarios.

and as one single drop of a salty tear made its way down my cheeks, my mom knocked and i quickly wiped it away and made it look like i was laying down the entire time.

"heyyy mom."

"hi my little strawberry. how was school?" she asked placing my dinner on my desk and sitting on my bed.

"eh, could've been better. thanks for dinner. looks good.."

"awe, well i hope you get a good nights rest okay? and eat all of it. oh and bring it to the-"

"yes mom, bring it to the kitchen when im done."

"haha.. mkay. i love you. don't sleep late or you lose your phone."

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