Please Love Me

Chapter 36: Memories repeat?

If there's spelling errors, sorry :/ I'll fix them later when I have time, so please bare with me >.<

~*~Valerie's P.O.V~*~

I woke up to see Mitch peacefully asleep. I got up without making a sound. I quickly changed into some jeans and a shirt. I then grabbed my hoodie. I headed to the leaving room.

I put on my shoes. I got my money and keys. I then walked outside and headed to my car. I wanted to go to starbucks.

~*~

I sat down on a table as I drank decaf coffee.

It's been three months since my mom was put in jail, along with Mary and Jack. I'm glad they're gone; they can't hurt us anymore. Everything is back to normal. I'm pretty sure everyone will always remember what happened. Especially Mitch. I mean this year has been crazy.

Crazy how three months ago I thought I was finally having a normal life. I took back Mitch after he left me for that girl Maria. But who can blame him, she was his first love. After that he wanted to make it up to me, by going on a date. But sadly that turned into a nightmare. I still remember it like it was yesterday. Me getting kidnaped by my own flesh and blood, my mother. Getting beaten by the girl I once used to called my best friend. Getting cut with a knife and slapped by the guy who once had my heart.

Every time I think about it, I cry. I can't help but to think what they became. I've been thinking to much this couple of days, it's gotten so bad that I've cried myself to sleep. (Sometimes I do that. :| yeah, but it's been a while) I've been filling myself with worries. Not to mention, but Mitch has been acting. weird.

I feel like he's been ignoring me. I don't know if I'm just going crazy but I just feel like he is. He's been hanging out with his friends more, but I'm not talking about his guy friends. Nope, I'm talking about girl-friends. I'm not usually the jealous type, but it's been bothering me. Although I just can't tell him, I'm afraid he'll think I'm just going crazy. But I can't help being jealous, I love him. I care so much about him that I'm afraid of loosing him.

The more I think about it, the more I started to remember a similar relationship I had before. I don't like to think about it, it makes me depress. I'm afraid the same thing will happen. Might as well tell you, it's a long story.

~*~Flashback~*~

Back in high school when I was in my second year, I fell for this guy named Drew. I was kinda shy around him like most girls would; but I tried to be myself. Sometimes I would get convince he liked me, but then he would just confuse me. Because of it, I laid in bed at night, thinking if he liked me. I would doubt myself, I would convince myself I wasn't good enough for him. I mean all my life I was bullied. People calling me ugly and all those mean names.

All that would came back and make me feel like he, and every other guy out there would never fall for a girl like me. (That's right, that's what I went through /.\ but you guys already know since on chapter 1 and on my intro of my other book I told you guys my past :/ every detail:|) I would cry for hours. Some days at school I would see him mess with this girl named Allie. I would see them hug when I walked through the hallway.

It would hurt me every time I saw them hug, but I knew they were just friends. Every time we walked through the hallway together; awkwardly. He would just see Allie and go and hang with her; he would leave me. Days went by, crying my tears out in my bed. Thinking, convincing myself he didn't like me. I convinced myself he liked Allie. But who would blame him right? I wasn't the best looking girl, I was ugly. Days, weeks went by; making myself cry. One day, I told myself I would move on. So I did. I stopped liking him. It felt good, now I couldn't get hurt anymore.