The trouble of falling in Love

Lainey's POV:

He hurt me deeply, he broke my heart,

I was just a toy he used and then dispose of once he got tired to play with it. I was such a fool and I blame my self for falling into his tramp for giving my self out to him without thinking about the consequences. Sometimes I wonder why I have not been able to forget him and move on with my life, every time I think about him I always remember that horrible accident that almost took my life. It's been four years since then and I had never expected to see him again, he looks so handsome it's hard not to feel nervous when I'm around him. But I have to let him go, I have to get him out of my system, out of my heart and there is only one way to do that, move far away from this place where he won't find me anymore, somewhere where I can have a fresh new start. This pain is killing me if only I could turn back time and fix all the mistakes I made, I should have listen to my father when he said "I want you to stay away from that boy Lainey, rich guys like him only play with the feelings of innocent girls like you, once they get what they want from you they will simply throw you away without any remorse, so just listen to me and keep your distance from him before he ends up breaking your heart" and just like every teenager I did quite the opposite and now here I am broken up one more time except that now I won't make the same mistake again I will put distance between us forever. I hope that someday I would be able to forgive him they say time heals all wounds but my cuts are so deep that they haven't stop bleeding yet, even thought it's been four years the pain is still the same. I'm laying down on my bed listening to the sound of the rain, just thinking about my troubled miserable life, I feel so tired, if only I could fall asleep but I can't every time I close my eyes I start remembering the day when we first met.....

Flashback: Year 2008

Lainey's POV

Monday Morning I woke up early as usual, I took a shower and I dressed up in my school uniform which consisted

of a glen plaid skirt, that touched the top of my knee, a white oxford shirt, with the school crest on it, which of course had to be tucked in and a black button down cardigan sweater with school crest on it. This sweater had to be worn at all school liturgies and formal assemblies, and today for some reason today we had been required to wear it. I put on my cross cross black flats since all we were required to wear fully enclosed shoes. I then preceded to fix my hair, I never had considered my self to be beautiful maybe average but never beautiful, for once I was a little taller than most of the girls at my school, and I was petite but curvy not a good combination and I had light brown curly hair that hung up to my shoulders, my mother always said that my best feature was my green eyes and my heart shaped lips, yeah boys never talked or paid any attention to me but I didn't care the most important thing for me at the time was my education I was in my senior year at St. Agnes Academy, I wanted to become a civil rights lawyer, the only reason for this was because I had seen many people being discriminated some because of the color of their skin or race and other for their sexual preferences, I had grew up amongst all of them and I had felt how cruel people could tend to be just by making a racist or bile comment toward someone innocent who had to endure the pain of going through this hate only because they had been born in a situation that was out of their hands. I was what some ignorant people called me "white trash" only because my family was poor, my mom was working as the secretary for a law firm downtown my father was a plumber, their income was not enough for us to live in luxury, we had a well furnished house and there was always food on the table and for that I was always grateful, it didn't matter to me if my parents couldn't buy me new shoes or new clothes I was content with everything we had, what matter to me the most was that I had a very loving and caring family and as long as we had each other nothing else mattered, I wanted to make my parents proud and that's why I was focusing so hard in keeping my grades up, I was going to apply for a scholarship for Yale school of law a very prestigious university, that was was my goal and nothing was going to take that from me, I ran downstairs until I reached the kitchen and grabbed an apple, a minute after I had finally made my way out to the bus stop.