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"bye guys, I had such a good time!" I said to Nina, Candice, and Kat as they left my home.

As soon as they shut the door my fake smile wiped off my face into a blank stare.

I noticed a tear slide down my face.

I quickly wiped it off and composed myself.

"Come on Brea, it's just stupid Paul. Don't let him hurt you this much."

Too late...

Tears quickly started falling down my face as I ran around my apartment picking up anything that reminded me of Paul and threw it across the room.

When I got to my bedroom I saw the picture of me and Paul at the school carnival in 7th grade,

He had come to visit me in Canada and it just so happened one of the nights he was there my boyfriend broke up with me.

It was stupid honestly. I had only dated him for 3 weeks and we barley talked.

Us breaking up wasn't the problem.

He had humiliated me by doing it in front of the entire school. I ran off and cried in the back of some random empty classroom.

Paul found me twenty minutes later and told me he punched the guy and that his mom was really mad.

I hugged him and my mom took a picture of it.

I picked up the picture frame and threw it across the room at the wall.

How dare Paul treat me like this!

I've supported him and his dreams for so many years.

I just needed a break from him to get over my feelings and then everything could return back to normal

but of course he had to go and make it a big deal.

And phoebe... she knew about my feelings for Paul, all the girls did.

But I guess I can't blame her, we don't choose who we love.

Once I realized what I had done I started sobbing.

After a few minutes of this I cleaned up the frame pieces and put the plain picture on the bed.

I walked around my house and picked up everything I threw across the room.

I went into my closet, grabbed an empty box and labeled it "Paul".

I shoved everything into that box and pushed it to the back of my closet, where it couldn't be seen.

And that's actually what I'm going to do with my feelings for Paul. Shove them in a box and lock them far far away.

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