Ashley’s P.O.V
A little over a week and a half after Hilcrest’s victory.
How could she? I hate her. I hate her with everything i have and everything my body can give. I hate her more than i hate myself.
I loved him. His smile made me weak. . When he ruffled his hair, i felt like a peasant standing before a king, but she stole it. Gone. Not that those things were mine to begin with, but i could pretend.
I could pretend to run my hand through his slick black hair as he gently kissed me in the rain. I would glance into his entrancing eyes and he would be holding my colds hands. I could pretend that the rain would drip down both of our bodies, but we would not care. I could pretend he would pull me into his strong, comforting arms and i would rest my heavy head on his chest. Then, in the the silence of the rain, I could pretend to hear the words "i love you." being whispered through he pouring rain... and for a moment, everything would be perfect.
But that is all gone now. It will now be her instead of me. She snatched away everything i deserved. Everything I worked so hard for, i was so close to achieving. The treasures she stole. The memories she erased. It will always be her.
Her rough dirty hands touching and holding him.
Her heavy head crushing onto his inviting chest.
Her boney fingers ruffling his hair.
Her hearing the sweet sound of "I love you."
All the things that were suppose to be me...
She was not suppose happen. She was not suppose to come into the picture. It was suppose to be me and him. Only me and him. But he found someone prettier, someone funnier, smarter,...someone better.
It wasn't suppose to be her.
It was never suppose to be her.
i will never trust anyone ever again.
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My Little Bird.
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