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His big muscular chest surrounded me.

I forgot about losing my job. I forgot about my bills. Everything.

It was almost perfect.

Almost.

Until Kenny sat up and told me he had something to talk about.

I squeeze my eyes shut.

Try to sink deeper into the couch.

Try to find some position that eases the ache in my chest.

Misery digs into the underbelly of my heart and lurks in the shadows of my soul. I didn’t realize I had such strong feelings for Kenny until he broke up with me. That was the worst part—realizing how vulnerable I was.

I let myself be weak.

I should have known better.

In the end, he stared at me with his cold brown eyes and told me he never wanted to see me again.

Another silent scream gets smothered in the pillow.

This is what my life has come to.

No job.

No boyfriend.

No family to care either way.

In fact, Mom and Dad will feed off my failures. One more piece of evidence to prove the wrong daughter died.

Being the sole witness of your sister’s terrible accident is like that.

Should I just end it all? Give them the satisfaction?

Fear hits me and I toss the dark thought away. I don’t want to die, but I yearn for an escape—into another body, into another skin, into another world.

I feel helple

ss, like I did when I was a little girl, screaming at the edge of a lake while my father pulled my sister’s lifeless body from the depths.

I have to stop thinking about Jenna.

But grief doesn’t care about my pep talk. Pain has no respect for my scars.

Distraction.

I need—

Just something to stop the thoughts.

To plug up the hole in the sinking boat called my life.

A good, cheesy movie should calm the storm. Or at least replace my memories of Jenna. Hopefully, it’ll be louder than the little voice in my head telling me to empty my prescription pills.

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