Player! Wait...Maybe Not?

Why? Why did he leave me when he knew how much I needed him? I miss him. He was always there for me, listening to me when I needed to vent and made me put my feet on the ground when I was lost.

Okay, I know you are wondering who I am so let me introduce myself, I'm Annabelle Jones, I'm 19 years old and currently in college. Now, the person I'm talking about is my best friend, now ex best friend, Blake Adams, a big time player, and worst of all, the person I was in love with.

I met him in 11th grade, I hated him, well it was a mutual hate, he was a douchebag and was always taunting me, competing in classes to see who was the best, teasing me with everything...basically making my life a living hell.

The semester passed and both of us got on with our lives, ignoring each other's presence in school, but remembering how much we hated each other.

Then, we crossed paths again in 12th grade, and this is where the story really begins, when we began to get along.

PS: This is not you typical best friends love story, it is full of heavy subjects, such as self-harm and sex, if you do not feel comfortable reading things like this I will understand, but also if you are willing to read stuff like that I ask you to give me a chance to intrigue you with this story.