Power

Breakaway

A/N Hello readers!!!

Welcome to the first chapter of my first book, Power!

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T TAKE CREDIT FOR ANY SONGS IN THIS BOOK. ALL THE CREDIT TO THE PEOPLE WHO WROTE OR PRODUCED THESE SONGS. THEY ARE JUST BEING USED FOR THE SAKE OF THE BOOK!!!

I hope you enjoy :)

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Adira Godfrey POV

Warning: If I tell my tale well enough, it may make you weep.

So let us begin.

They often say we settle for the love we think we deserve, but what if we're not even sure what we deserve in the first place? What if, deep down, we simply crave anything other than the numbness that consumes us?

For some, any semblance of love becomes a lifeline, a desperate grasp at connection because we fear finding it elsewhere is impossible. We cling to it, even if it's tainted or toxic, just to reassure ourselves that someone out there cares, regardless of the giver or the motives behind it.

We simply want to feel alive.

I want to be able to feel alive.

I realise how self-aware this all sounds, and you may be wondering, "Well, if you know all of this, why do it?" Here's the thing: I'm self-aware, but I'm also so out of tune with my emotions that I don't know what to do about it. Self-awareness has me trapped. I sometimes wish I was unaware of things; maybe life would be easier if I were a little more oblivious.

Something good that comes from my self-awareness is my music. I am currently writing a song as we speak

The reason? Well, my boyfriend, Cameron, has been testing my patience lately. He's been saying things to bug me, and I don't argue back because I want peace in our relationship. Love does that, you know? But I have had this song stuck in my head ever since we had this conversation.

"Adira, get the fuck off of me," Cameron yelled angrily to me.

"Can you just quit being such a jerk to me all the time, Cam?" "All I want to do is spend time with you," I admit defeatingly.

"You're always so dramatic about everything. Can't you just chill out for once? He responded to me,

"But you're my boyfriend, and I love you just as much as you love me, right?" I confronted him.

"Of course, but you know, I enjoy my privacy, and you can be really clinging." He says it with a gentler tone.

"I'm sorry, I know. "I'll work on it, but you dont have to be so aggressive," I said as a matter of fact"

Adira, for the love of fuck, grow the fuck up. He screamed at me, "It's not all about you."

"No, Fuck you, Cameron, I'm sick of arguing with you," I shouted back.

" THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he retorted.

"I'm just trying to express how I feel," i say defeated.

"Well, maybe you should learn to keep your emotions in check. It's exhausting dealing with you all the time."he said

"You know what? Fuck you, I'm leaving," I said in a tired tone.

I walked out of his apartment and slammed the door behind me.

He called me later to apologize, as he always does, and I forgive him like I always do; its the same thing every time.