insane (#itunesbestof2014)

insane

|taylor swifts pov|

I ran out the door and down the stairs. I vaguely remember how it started or why he did it. The alcohol stole my memories and locked them away until the morning. He never thought how I would feel or how guilty she would soon be for not knowing.

I stumbled into the door of my apartment and quickly locked it knowing he would notice my absence and search for me.

Setting down my things, I punched the wall in anger. How can you tell one girl you love her one minute then forget about her the next to make out with another girl? I never understood men and their foolish ways.

I felt myself lean against the concrete wall for support. I could feel the burning tears travel down my face as I slowly slid down the concrete wall in my tight fitting dress.

He never loved me. He didn't love her. He couldn't possibly love anyone or anything. He was too selfish and cruel to do something as simple as love one person. Love was a game to him.

I screamed in anger as I pulled at my hair roughly. Anger surged throughout my veins. Bits of makeup ran down my face with the hot tears. My hair was a curly, blonde disheveled mess. He made me like this. This was all his fault.

A harsh knock on my door took me out of my thoughts.

"Taylor open up this door I know you're in there."

His voice made me want to vomit. It was sickly and it disgusted me.

I shakily stood up from my spot on the hard tile floor of my kitchen. Sobs racked my fragile body as I hesitantly walked to the door in my black heels.

I turned the golden handle on the door and pulled it towards me. Standing there infront of me was the one and only Sam Smith.

He pushed his way into my apartment before I could scream at him to leave and never come back.

"It wasn't what it looked like."

"If you loved me I wouldn't have seen you kissing another girl."

"Taylor I-"

"What is going on?"

I turned my aching head in the direction of the new voice. My door was still wide open and standing in place of it was my good friend Iggy Azalea.

"Was it her?" I asked him with anger dripping from each word.

He didn't respond. His eyes feel to the floor and one hand went to scratch the back of his neck.

"Of all people you could cheat on me with you choose one of my close friends?" I spat at him.

"What?" Iggy asked, sounding hurt yet confused.

I screamed yet again and ran my clammy hands through my short, curly mess of blonde hair. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed him gone. With him gone he couldn't hurt me anymore. She wouldn't be hurting anymore either.

I ran back into my kitchen and opened the knife drawer. I could hear loud screaming and shouting echoing from my living room. I took the sharpest looking knife from the drawer and hide it behind me.

Sam and Iggy were in the middle of a heated argument the way Sam and I were moments ago.

I took this as my chance. Its now or never, I thought to myself. I silently crept up behind him and took the sharp blade out from behind my back.

Iggys eyes went wide in horror as she saw the silver blade in my hand. Before Sam could turn around, I sent the tip of the blade into the small of his back.

My ex lovers will not hesitate to inform you that I'm insane.