Babysitting the Bad Boy's Brother

I never cared about the tattoo on your forearm until your arms were wrapped around me.
And maybe it was by my own naivety that I never saw your scars.. or your unfaltering desire to survive.
I have a little theory about the kinds of guys to stay away from. You did not make it on that list, because I knew exactly who you were from the very beginning. And how can you get hurt when you know that someone will never love you?

My rule is to never, under any circumstances, fall in love with a good guy.
Because when he leaves, you cannot hate him. You will think of all of the things he always did right; hating him will be so impossible, and loving him will still be so easy.
Because he'll want to be your friend. And you'll want to be his, too. But catching up with him every 6 weeks will not be enough for your heart, and being his friend will be the most elaborate method of self-harm.
Because he'll still be the boy you fell in love with. When it's all said and done, he won't be anyone except exactly who you knew he was. And how do you fall out of love with the same exact characteristics that made you fall in love in the first place?
So don't date a good boy. Because when a bad boy leaves, at least you saw it coming. When a bad boy leaves, at least you can hate him. When a bad boy leaves, at least you can tell yourself that you were an idiot for falling for him in the first place.

I'm the idiot, and my name is Claire.

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[#48 romance-comedy]
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