I was fine. I was honestly. I forgot everything. All the shit going on in my life. But of course forgetting it doesn't mean that it's gone. I sat on my bed thinking about what Shawn would reply back saying. If he would break up with me. I don't even want to think about that. I just turned my phone off and went to bed. I didn't even eat dinner, we probably didn't have enough food anyway.
I woke up the following morning feeling refreshed, sleep does do you good. I turned my phone on and saw Shawn replied back.
SHAWN: I understand x and it's okay, don't worry xxxxx
I smiled, I'm glad I'd still got Shawn, I swear he's the only person keeping me alive. I decided to download this app called wattpad, all my friends have it so I thought why not. I looked around a bit and decided that I would write a story. Only a joke, no ones gonna read it. I decided to call it..... Honest. I wanted to make it about me, base the main character about me, I thought maybe this will help me, you know it's like I'm telling someone who has no idea about my life or who I am.
I called the main character..... Molly. You know Macie- Molly. I stared to write, I don't even know what I'm gonna write but I just went for it and wrote a story out of nothing. Nothing ha like me, that's literally how I feel, like I'm nothing.
I wrote 10 chapters in the space of an hour. I decided to make it a love story about a girl who finds love with someone she never thought she would. What a fucking cliche that is.
I scrolled through my Instagram feed and saw someone that looked just like someone I knew. I quickly scrolled back up again and noticed it was Shawn.
