I've gotten better the last few weeks. All my bruises are gone, cuts healed and my bones only slightly hurt when I move too quickly. If only I can convince Kae to stop ignoring me and kick Lucas out of course.
I walk into Kae's room to try again to talk to her (beg her to talk to me) but I wish I didn't.
Kaelynn is currently straddling Lucas engaging in a heated make out. My feet are rooted to the ground, unable to move or make a single sound. She frantically takes off his shirt and starts running her hands up and down his torso while he keeps a firm grip on her hips.
This can't be happening. She loves me. Not him. Me.
She doesn't seem very in love with me when she throws her head back with her eyes closed giving him full access to mark her neck. Her moans, his groans; the sounds jolt me back to reality.
I hurriedly leave the room to find Joseph and be my pathetic, sobbing self after getting my heart officially broken for the fourth(?) time I think.
Fuck my life.
At this point I'm starting to believe that I don't deserve to be loved.
So many end up leaving me. Her too.
SIKE!
A/N : Hello. Don't hate me 😆 I was bored. The actual 'labinsiyam' will be published when I'm motivated and inspired. Bye bye 👋
