His girl

"Zayn, please don't do this!" I can't help but scream, trying to hide my face from his. "I don't know if I can keep doing this Anna! I just cant keep up with all your bull shit anymore!" He said in a hush tone, almost in a raspy voice. I don't know what he means with my bull shit I'm the one who puts up with more shit then he has! "I'm done I can't be here with you anymore!" And just like that he was gone, out of my life forever. The next day I felt numb. Not because Zayn left but what he had done to me over the years. But I see now I will just have to suck it up and go on with my life, With or with out the haunting images of Zayn. I finally get out of bed and head for the shower. I get in and get out then blow dry my hair and then did light make up consisting of just foundation and eyeliner. I can still see that my eyes are red and puffy form the night before. I don't cry over people. But I did cry about all the memories I won't be able to get of my mind about Zayn.