A Brutal Broken Heart

A Brutal Broken Heart: Chapter One

I woke up with tears filled up in my eyes. I almost forgot that my boyfriend Kurt was gone, murdered, mysteriously disappeared after our fight. Sighing, I wipe them slowly and yawned sleepily. I couldn't believe I am this far. Kurt and I were strong for a full junior year and now he's murdered and gone. What kind of person would murder a boy at a hotel or amusement parks? Sighing, I knew that I had Blake to help which was good. Blake may think I'm the jerk, but he is. After all, he became mean and blamed me for this situation. Anyway, I wish Blake would just admit that we can't solve this murder case together. But, I knew he wouldn't because he's right and I'm wrong.

We can solve this because we were best friends and even though he totally hates me now, we can solve this without growing anything right? With this thought, I used my dark blue colored nails to push off my covers and stand up. In just ninety minutes, school will began and I have no idea how everyone's going to react. I mean, Kurt was on the news and what if everyone thought I killed him? No, it couldn't be that! No, I'm popular besides they have me on their side. I know, I got upset that I was failing art class, but it doesn't mean that I killed him after our fight.

I walked to my closet and smiled at my new clothes. I wish Kurt was still alive because he did so much to me. I'm pretty and popular now and it's because of him. Smiling, I pulled out a black polka dot dress that Kurt brought for me. Then, I walked over to my dresser and smiled. I grabbed a cute headband and a straightener. I was going to be pretend that this was good and that Blake would just go along with everything.

I take of my pajamas and took a ten minute warm shower. After showering, I put on eyeliner, lipstick, mascara, and blush. Then, after my tioletries, I slipped on my clothes. Smiling at the mirror, I looked gorgeous! I mean, very pretty and I was so glad that my new friends picked out a whole new set of clothes. Smiling, I straightened my wavy hair and curled it afterwards. Then, I got my backpack ready and layed across my bed sighing.

Why would someone want to kill Kurt? Without thinking, tears came from my eyes and I curled into a ball. Why did he die? Who killed him and why is Blake thinking that it's all of my fault? "Honey", My mother called through the door, "Breakfast is ready". "I'm not hungry", I said sadly. "Paige, you haven't been eating for a week now. You have lost at least thirteen pounds and your skinny enough. I know Kurt died, but it doesn't mean you develop an eating disorder", Mom said back to me sharply. Sighing I replied, "Coming". Then, I swung my feet to the door and stood up.

I washed my wept and teary face and then fixed my makeup. After fixing up myself, I sighed and walked down the stairs. My mother smiled at me and I just rolled my eyes. I sooo didn't want to eat because I was heartbroken and it was brutal. It hurt me like the culprit had murdered half of me too and sometimes things I liked doing wasn't interesting anymore. Like eating, for example. After Kurt died, burgers and fries were all disgusting to me. Now, I had to eat because my mom was right. She thinks I lost 13 pounds, but I lost 20.

The nurse at school says if I don't eat in a month or a two, I might die. That's why I didn't want to eat because I wanted to die and meet Kurt all over again in heaven. But, that's basically suicide and that means hell instead. So, I've decided to eat breakfast because I didn't want to fight today and I have to gain a couple more pounds anyway or else I killed myself. I washed my hands and sat at the dinner table. My mother blessed the food and then we ate. At first, I didn't want to eat my pancakes, but my mind was telling me too.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and took a bite. Mmm, the food was yummier than I thought! I ate very briskly and I was so hungry that I kept putting pancakes on my plate. In only twelve minutes, I have eaten five pancakes. "Slow down", My mom laughed as she saw me, "I know, you are hungry but don't choke yourself". I laughed, "Sorry". I moved on to my eggs and a slice of bacon. I finished those in six minutes. "Honey", Mom said to me, "We need to talk". I took a deep breath and gulped half of my orange juice down.