Emily Warner (Damsels Causing Distress Series 3)

Chapter 1

Emily Warner

I was depressed.

I haven't gotten out of my bed for two days now. Going to sleep knowing that no man is attracted to me and that I am unlovable is now calming to me.

I was ashamed, all my friends were in a happy relationship.

I was happy for all of them but I hated how jealous I was. I just found out that Elizabeth and Victoria were pregnant, there is something going on with Danika and Jake, lastly Landon was also invested in a girl.

And what am I doing you ask?

I am sitting in front of the television every night with a bottle of wine and scrolling through happy engagement pictures of Hank Simmons.

I lied to everyone, my family, friends and coworkers. I told them I am going on a trip to the Bahamas but what was I actually going to do? Sit in my bed, crying and making weird ass noises to express the pain I can't put into words.

I think even my cat is worried about me now.

Hank Simmons was the typical guy next door, he was my boss and I was blinded with so many love stories around me that I thought I would too fall in love with my beautiful boss and have beautiful babies.

We talked all the fucking time, I would stay late in the office to complete some work but we would just end up talking for hours. Nothing happened between us in those past eight months physically but I felt like he liked me too.

So I fell hard. I was in love with this man.

But no, here I am, going through his Instagram looking at that gorgeous redhead in a green bikini, hugging him as he looked at her with so much love in his eyes.

I hated being so salty, I felt like reporting all of his pictures. I am sick and tired of being that friend who is a constant cheerleader and always happy.

Because I am not happy.

Elizabeth hated Hank. She keeps insisting that Hank led me on and then, just ghosted me and how I was too blind to see something like that. I honestly think I misunderstood his actions, maybe he is just a person who touches people a lot or looks them in their eyes when he talks.

But Elizabeth doesn't like him at all and I didn't argue with her because she is crazy. I mean I love her but she is crazy and high on baby hormones.

Finally I was alone with my thoughts, which is actually not a good thing, now that I think of it.

Nathan once said that Elizabeth is the kind of girl you simply can't forget, you can try but you can never forget what her love felt like.

I guess I am not that girl. I can't ever imagine being that girl a guy would go an extra mile for, the girl that he just can't get out of his head no matter how hard he tries. The type of girl you fall in love with at first sight.

I was the kind of girl that would grow on you over time and you would be like 'Okay, maybe she is not that bad'.

I was the kind of girl a guy would text when he's bored.

Elizabeth kept telling me that if a person doesn't like me at my worst, that person doesn't deserve me at my best.

So I told her that first of all, if they can't handle me at what they have presumed is my worst, then they have no idea how worse I can get. I have no limit, so I don't blame them.

As I was laying in my bed, I wished I would just enter a different world or dimension where all the thoughts and things that hurt me right now would mean literally nothing. I smelled my hair and it stanched.