Perpetual

Chapter 5

Selena's POV

Agony.

That's what my whole body feels for the past seven hours. Harry wouldn't stop calling and texting me. This was the very first time that I ever felt this kind of sorrow. It makes me think, I want to die, instead of feeling this grief. The tears won't stop calling from my eyes. They're like falls, they're falling unlimitedly. It really makes me want to die now. I really hate him for doing this to me.

Why'd he do it?

That'd the fucking question of this problem. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do, to him. Of all the other girls out there, why a forty year old woman? The slut was almost older than my Dad. I hope Dad figure this all out. I still love him. I love him a lot.

Genevieve was even asking for Harry when we arrive my Dad's place. She asked, when will he come home. I just couldn't tell her that he's home now, though, it making me guilty— I just couldn't tell her.

She's now sleeping next to me, on my bed. I called Megan and ask her to come over to my old house because I really need her right now. I called Demi but she doesn't answer my calls. So, maybe she's busy.

I shook my head and stood up from the bed. Do know you this feeling? When you want the tears to stop but they just go on like a fast running water? My tears are like that. I don't want to think about it, anymore— But it just... do. It's literally giving me a migraine.

I walked into my bathroom and looked at my face through my mirror. I looked awful. My eyes got small bags under them, with a color of almost crimson red. They're really swollen and puffy. My nose and whole face red from crying as well. My hair is a mess. A total mess. My body felt numb and weak, anyways. It almost felt useless.

My thoughts were blown away when I heard my phone going off again. I sighed and walked towards it. It was Harry again. I turned it off, as well as the other one. I set them down my bed, next to Gene. I took some Kleenex from my couch and wiped my face, the dried tears.

I looked down at Genevieve and kissed her forehead. “I love you, my dearest.” I whispered, tears are again streaming down my face. When I always look at her, she reminds me of Harry. She really looked a lot like him.

The doorbell rings making my head snap towards the speaker. I pressed the button and asked who is it.

“Selena's friend, Megan.” The person answered through the speaker.

“Get up here, Meg.” I said before sighing.

“Oh. Hi, Sel.” Megan said, I could feel her smiling right now. “I'll be right up.”

I sat on my bed looked at my fingers. I feel my stomach grumbling as I waited for Megan. I sighed. I'm hungry. For goodness sake, of all the fucking time. I opened my bedroom door and closed it right after I was outside. I walked downstairs and saw Megan walking up.

“I thought you wanted me to go up?” She asked as she chuckles, walking towards me.

“Erm, I was hungry. So, I decided to go down to... to get some snacks.” I mumbled, wiping my face with my hands as I feel her watching my face.

Megan sighed and wrapped her arm around my shoulder as we walked downstairs. “Tell me everything. Maybe we could figure this out, okay?” She stated softly, rubbing my arm.

I nodded, biting my lip as I kept my teats in. “I'm really sorry if I bothered you. I th—”

“It's fine, Selena. I was free and I will go here and soothe you even if I'm not.” She said, smiling down at me. “You're like my sister, Sel.” Megan said, letting go of me and signalled me to sit on the stool. So, I did.