Chapter 125

Harper

"It would be so much easier if I still didn't feel like shit!"

I throw myself onto my bed as Sadie paces back and forth as if that's going to help the trauma of the day. Why can't things be easier?

I do love him. I do. I just feel betrayed. Hurt.

And exhausted, quite honestly, I could nap for ten days and probably still not feel rested.

Maybe it's the fact that I was so sick and jumped right back into school, the trauma of my mom finding us, or feeling guilty over not telling my parents about the love of my life.

Wow, take your pick.

"He's an asshole,’ she finally says. "Let him sweat it out a bit."

“Would you?"

I ask. "Let Ryan sweat it out?

Or would you communicate?

Hear him out?

Be mature?

I don't even know what I want to do. One minute, I want to run Easton over, the next I want to hold him and never let go.

He's mine, Sadie. Mine. I love him. I just...I don't understand this side of him. The one that's still holding back, the one that's afraid.”

She sighs. “Love is scary, babe. No matter how young or old you are.

It has no prejudices, it is what it is. One day, it cuts you so deep you think you might bleed out, the next day you wonder how you ever lived without that feeling.

those good days, the really good fucking days,

without that person holding

sucks, I know if you really love each other, you'll get through it, fight for it, and come out on the other side. Until

hands. “He's dead to

into tears again. "I'm sorry, I'm just so emotional these

was sick, and I feel so

feel like a true crime story ready to

stop myself. Sadie tilts her head. "Blake

"He was pretty tame.

in gym. I let him because honestly everyone else was pairing up while I was throwing

"Was he nice?"

her fingernails. "For Blake, I mean,

We

it at least distracted me

still think something's off

"Yeah."

can't put my finger on it. "Maybe. I don't know. Either way, it was a

"Blake?"

laptop and open it. "Let me just send this real

sounds at my

mind if I borrow you real

Sadie on

then shoves him. "Nope, wait, you're friends with the devil.“ He rolls his

reason. Yes, I knew, blah, blah, blah, you all want to murder me,

loves you. He would never cheat on you. Besides, if he did, I'd

fill my eyes.

“Anytime.”

pulls her out of my room, leaving me alone

a deep breath and get on

And then I type.

we need

life kick my ass, but I miss you. I don't want to break up, I just need some time...but I also

you, so I at least thought I could email and let you know that

And I'm still yours.

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