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She looked at me, pausing for a moment before speaking.
"When you're dying on the inside, nobody notices it. A smile can hid the fact that, you're dying and you need help. But you can't say it, until he notice you were dying, and your world just changed. So, why can't you love him?" I thought over the question, she had a point. Why couldn't I love him? My heart wanted, my body wanted him, and I needed him so badly. But, why couldn't I love him?
"I dunno why I can't love him. I should, because he loves me, but somehow I can't love. My heart is broken." I say quietly, she barely heard it. She nodded slowly, before scribbling something in that stupid notebook. It was quiet, very quiet. I wasn't feeling like myself; I felt uneasy. And dizzy.
"How are you feeling, Ryder?" She asked and how did I feel? I don't know. Some reason, I was sweating in my leather jacket, and my heart is pounding for some reason. I felt really hot, I couldn't understand what was happening. But when I didn't answer she knew something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" I didn't answer. My knuckles gripped the chair, my breathing picked up, and I suddenly felt pain spread through out my body like wild fire and I hunched over. Moaning in pain, I ignore her asking me what was wrong and I growl. I lifted my head slowly, and looked straight into her eyes.
"Jasper."