"shut up, greta,"
i scoffed,
rolling my eyes to flash the eyelashes excessed with mascara.
her tired and pale hands shook as she handed me the binders that were previously on the ground.
i hurried to grab them from her hands,
and suddenly felt my heart tugging with guilt.
i wish i could apologize to her.
but how could i?
i was y/n l/n.
a cold hearted bitch who was born without a soul.
and that's how i'm meant to play.
"you're dismissed."
i waved the girls off,
the heels of my shoes echoing throughout the halls as i found my next class.
as i grew closer to the classroom door,
i felt the guilt solidifying within my gut again.
guilt for all the hurt i've caused to my peers.
but i pushed through these seconds thoughts and opened the classroom door,
acting as though i didn't notice everyone shying away from my gaze.
except for stanley uris.
stanley's eyes locked with mine for a quick second,
and a sudden rush of warmth flooded through me.
he gave me a small smile and i suddenly couldn't fight this surge of nerves within me.
so i took my seat right next to him.
stanley uris.
my crush of three years.
how could this go wrong?
YOU ARE READING
soft hearts. (s.u)
Fanfiction"i don't know why you act so hard, y/n. i know who you are inside. you're such a perfect girl with a soft heart." stanley spoke, his voice cracking lightly at the frustration of it all. my heart began to race at the sounds of those words coming out...
