"Am I really just a doll to you?" Hurtful eyes were seen..A question more sounded like a statement.
"You are just NOTHING but a toy to me" He said directly , not looking straight at me in the eye.
The fact that the person you cared, liked for so long was actually, just a lame, stupid brat who I actually fell in love with.
Stupid Me, why did I have to fall in love with a guy like him?
He was my everything, but all he did was to break me apart where, nobody can really solve it all back again.
Will he, regret everything that he had done to her? But the question is resolved to,
Is she really NOTHING to him?
Why don't you get it? I can never be good for you! I am worthless" I said trying to hold in my tears. There was no way he was going to see me cry.
"They are beautiful to me. I don't see a single reason why you should hate them" he said moving his wheel chair closer to where I stood.
"This" he said bringing my hand where I had some faint scars and kissing them. "Would always be a story to me of how you survived."
He looked at me. There were no lies in them, just his pure truth.
"I love you Aren" he said. For the first time since anyone said that to me, I believed it.