Head First

I look at him in disgust and fury, tears carelessly streaming down my face in a web-like pattern, my breathing becoming rigid and forced. I feel like a fawn lying in a pool of my blood, dying whilst he watches with the gun in his hands that had shot me.

Before now, I had looked at him with a feeling of love and passion, now I feel disdain run through my vanes, fueling the wildfire raging within my heart. He would not win this battle. I won't be made a fool again and realize how much I need him, he won't EVER make me feel worthless ever again.

Before I realized what I was doing, the sound of skin against skin rang in my ears. Even with his cheek as red as the peel of a tomato, he still held no expression. He really didn't care about me.

"You have no idea what you've put me through! Throughout our entire relationship, I've been blind to your blatant lies because I thought I could trust you. Whenever I caught you in a lie you through it back in my face and tried to make me feel bad about myself, threatening that you'd leave me if I continued to be 'paranoid'. You made me feel like you were the way you were all because of me, and that whenever you cheated on me that it was my fault!" I seethe in anger as I watch the slut I caught my boyfriend with, try and sneak her way out of the front door. "And you, I hope you enjoy living with the constant eye-sore of a man in front of me because he will beat you and make you feel worthless just like he has done to me." I flip both of them off, pick up the gift I was going to give my "boyfriend" for our anniversary and barge out of the front door into the cold autumn air.
As I walked to my car I created a mental pact with myself to NEVER EVER take any shit from anyone ever again, and to never fall back in love.

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Previously regarded as "Being Astrid Louco"
I'm doing an overhaul of this story because I don't really think it lives up to my personal expectations for my writing style so hope you enjoy the new book!