The thing I remember most about that night is how quickly it happened. I came home from another dreaded shift at the bar and went to text my girlfriend letting her know I was home.
The next thing happening was tears streaming from my face and blood from my arms when I saw the words "we're done." In between the short breathes I could muster and already pouring a drink I noticed the time 1am "happy Valentine's day."
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Burned Up Love
Teen FictionTIGGER WARNING Fresh out of a stint in rehab, Ryker was ready to start his life over. His goal was fall in love and live the life he always wanted. That dream one day became the nightmare he wished never came true.
