Flutter Fuck

She was always left to pick up her pieces, but she's growing tired now, and nobody cares enough to notice.

"What the fvck do I have to do so you'll believe me when I tell you, I fvcking care, Lana?!" He cries, banging at the door from the other side.

I let my back slide until I hit the ground, hands shaking and lungs on fire. "There's nothing to say, Amier. I've got a fvcked up heart with missing parts and quite frankly, it's just tired of being played with."

Warning: this book contains mild language and may be a trigger for people who've been through the following: emotional and physical abuse, eating disorder, and/or depression.