As we got out of the plane my mind kept wandering back to our kiss.
The feeling of his soft lips on mine, the feeling of his tongue intertwining with mine, they all combined to successfully drive me crazy. The worst part was that after, he didn't even bat an eye and left for the bathroom saying something about calling Evan.
"I can't wait to see Evan," he looked beside him at me. "Are you OK?"
My hands had been folded and I was silently brooding after that unbelievable kiss.
"Meggie, are you—"
"Don't you dare call me that!" I snapped.
"Alright," he brought his car to a stop in front of the hotel.
"Tell me what's wrong, Meghan," his voice was so soft and I felt tears prick the back of my eyes.
You'll never understand.
I opened the door and walked up to the reception. I checked in and got my key card.
The tears were still in my eyes when I entered the elevator.
What did I do wrong? Why did I have to fall for a guy that doesn't want me?
Kent was right behind me as I stopped in front of my room door. His nearness and the familiar smell of his cologne triggered the fall of the tears.
"Meghan!" he sounded concerned. "What's wrong? Come on, Meggie, tell me!"
"You are a never considerate, do you know that? You go on and on about her and you don't even care if I want to hear. You don't know what it feels like to listen to you rave on and on about Evangelina," I said while my tears kept pouring. "It's always Evangelina this or Evan that. It's getting on my nerves! But what about other people? What about people like me that love you but you don't pay attention? What about us, huh? That's right. You don't care because we're not your beloved Evangelina."
I took advantage of his shock and slid my key card in. I opened my door and entered, leaning against it. I covered my mouth with my hand and slid down the door. The tears didn't go away and I was reminded of the last time I cried so hard.
I came back from school with a horrid bruise on my cheek. After spending a hot afternoon in the field practicing for a soccer game the next day, Macy Robinson accidentally kicked the ball to me and it landed on my cheek. I got home to find my blind golden retriever, Rainbow, had wandered into the road and was crushed by a car.
I cried so hard that day. For my throbbing cheek, for my dog, for my drunk of a father who'd gone missing again, for everything and I thought that day that I wouldn't cry anymore. How wrong I was.
Today is just like that day. I gave Kent my heart but he accidentally kicked it back to me leaving a big bruise on me. My heart landed on the road and was crushed by a car hence my tears.
I hate my life.
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KurzgeschichtenNina is a book that contains my compilation of short stories. Nina is an award-winning novel filled with spine-tingling tales that are worth a read. From horrific princesses to a future where nothing is as it seems, there's a story for everyone in...