Broken Hearts & Empty Promises

Broken Hearts & Empty Promises

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"Everyone has their own way of showing that they care. It’s the same concept for thinking someone cares, kind of. Let me explain this, people may act like they care but they really don’t which causes you to not trust anyone and be cautious with everything and everyone. It’s not fair to those who come into your life and truly do care about you. It’s also not your fault that you get hurt so easily. So don’t blame yourself. You’re only human. It’s natural to feel, well feelings; whether they be love, hate, passion or whatever. Sometimes it’s even a mix of both. Kind of like my feelings for this one person… All of this is the same for how someone copes with life. Some may handle it better than the next. It's all a part of life. People say forgive and forget. But can we really forget?" When two twins finally see the guys they grew up with, who they still love, will everything work out for them? Or will it end just like it did in high school?
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I know.

10 years. 10 years of hating Griffin Taylor. Luckily for me, he lives hundreds of miles away and I very rarely have to handle the knowledge he's in town for his 48 hour visits. Some supposed best friend he turned out to be. Mum and dad would have screamed at him for hours for missing the things he did. Though, Griffin Taylor never did care about other people's feelings. I always thought I wasn't apart of that rule. That I was different to him. His best friend. His rock. No call. No text, no message through his mum or his brother. Nothing. Mine and Piper's world collapsed from under us. Total strangers on the outskirts of town showed their love and support. But Griffin? He showed up 18 months later with barely a word before taking another life altering phone call. Ass. Now, 6 years after I last had the pleasure of being in his almighty presence, Piper made the overwhelming, stupid decision to invite him to her wedding. It's fine. He'll be here for his usual 48 hours and I'll find a million things to keep me out of his way so I'll barely see him. It's fine. Not a problem. I can handle it. Piper wants him here, Piper wants her family here and I guess, with no one else, the Taylor's are family. For Piper I'll keep my thoughts to myself, I'll smile and I'll be the good Christian I am. But as far as I care, Griffin Taylor can rot. In. Hell.

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