Painting Our Destiny [COMPLETE]

Into Misery

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Chapter 48:

I laid on my bed, my music blaring through the speakers so loud I would probably go deaf. Luckily, I had a special playlist for situations like this so I wouldn't hear a song which could trigger anything, just songs that made me feel nothing. That's why I'm listening to the gold mine of them all: The Final Episode (Let's Change The Channel) by Asking Alexandria. I closed my eyes and probably fell asleep because when they opened again one of the worst songs that I could have played was ringing through the speakers.

Cause you're running through my dreams,
It's like you're on repeat

My eyebrows bunched together, the pressure between my eyes building as I tried to hold the tears back. I swear I've never been this weak before now I just cry at a fucking song?!

I let you in, you left me out,
You left me on my own, you left me all alone

Everything washed over me like a tsunami, the pain and broken trust crumbling my heart until there was nothing left. All the times he promised me, told me to trust him, all the times I believed him seem meaningless, fake. He broke my heart and trust and now I'm rethinking everything he's ever said to me. Was everything a lie?

You used to run, run through my veins
And to be honest I know I'll never be the same

Well, that part's true, I will never be the same. I'll be surprised if I can even trust anything a guy says again.

You left me skin and bone, you left me all alone.

I hunched over, my arms pulling my legs up to my chest as my body shook with the sobs that forced their way out of my throat.

Never again.

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We've been back at school for around one month, the new school year was all going smoothly until last weekend. Now I'm back to avoiding Corey which seems to happen more than I'd like. I just have to have the luck of falling in love with liars every time.

"So how do you want to do this?" Hattie asked as we walked into school. She's been driving me into school recently as my usual ride decided to be a dick.

"I just don't want to see him or be near him," I sighed. Things are so much more difficult but I couldn't stand the sight of him without the pain of a thousand ravenous blood hounds tearing out my chest.

"I still can't believe he would do that," Hattie shook her head in disbelief. "I seemed like a genuinely good guy. I guess you can't really trust anyone anymore..."

"Yeah. I doubt I will be able to. Good thing we're going to Australia and New Zealand next year! We'll be able to get away from all these British bastards," I smiled at Hattie. A small one but it was a smile to say the least. How ironic. The British are supposed to be posh and polite but no they're conmen. She beamed back at my enthusiasm.