The Last Train

Ria

"Levi, just take me home." I cried. I wanted him to let me be broken, to let me just live a pitiful life. But he didn't do that. Instead he said, "No. You need to stop worrying about stupid Liz and go get laid some more. I know you had hot and sexy sex with Zali last night. She told me everything." Levi said.
"Why does everyone just pretend I'm okay! I just broke up with my girlfriend and 2 years ago when Matthew died, everyone urged me to move on. But you know what, fuck everything. I'm broken! I don't care about anything anymore. I'm just going to do whatever life says I should. Which is this!" I yelled as I slapped Levi. He grabbed his face and said "I know you're going through alot, and so am I right now, but that was uncalled for. I know you feel broken but you're not. I know someone who has liked you for a while but has always been too scared to ask you out."
"I'm sure it's an annoying nobody. So leave me alone and tell them I'm not interested." I told him.
"Well I'll just go explain to Mitch Wilson you're not interested in even trying to date." He said teasingly.
"Did you just fucking say Mitch Wilson wants this piece of shit? Damn I'm hot!" I exclaimed. I stood up and walked towards the bathroom door when I saw my reflection in the mirror. But who I saw staring back at me was some stranger. A stranger who was sad, and angry. And I didn't want to know that person, so that's when I decided I wasn't wasting any more money on this place. I was going to focus on me. Three days after that, I was no longer in college, my hair was a dark brown to deep purple ombre and my nails had everything I ever dreamed about. My new wardrobe was some of the best designer jeans, dresses and shoes. But I cried multiple times everyday. I still wasn't over her even though I was into Mitch, he had texted me and we went and got coffee. In my opinion I thought we really hit it off.