When the Strings Finally Snapped

Chapter 1

" I can't believe we did this" I said to Christina.

"I can't believe I helped you," she remarked "But he does deserve it."

"We are burning that bitch to the ground and I'm not going to feel bad at all" I said as I ran away from the burning building we called the Light House.

The Light House is what we call my ex boyfriends band rehearsal room. He is the lead singer for the band Wild Hearts. The Light House is where the band spends most of their time recording and practicing.

Before I give you all the details, I should probably tell you why I'm so destined to destroy the Light House and get revenge on my ex boyfriend.

Last week, during lunch, there was something in the air. A cool, uneasy feeling came upon me. Maybe it was the weird looks and the whispers from the crowd around me. People laughed and giggled, but some just looked down right sad. They gave me sympathetic pats on the shoulder and depressing frowns and they passed my lunch table.

But here was the thing.

I. Had. No. Idea. What. Was. Going. On.

I was so confused. People thought this was my way of acceptance and playing it off. My phone had been buzzing all morning but I had a English Paper and a Chemistry Final. So, I had no time to be social.

Finally, half way into lunch, I pulled out my phone. My screen was bright and full of excitement as I clicked my home screen. Millions of text messages, tweets, Facebook posts, and Instagram Messages were in my presence.

And they all had something similar.

They all had the same picture of my boyfriend, Tyler, making out with some blond at a party. And to make things even better, the party was at my freaking house.

I was horrified. Several people looked at me with sympathetic smiles as my entire day went down hill.

Me and my boyfriend ,Tyler, have been together since Freshman year. And now we are in senior year.

Then it hit me. I wasted four years on this asshole. And then I find out he was with another girl.

So anyways, I'm pissed. Duh. So, to get my revenge, I'm burning down the Light House. Now I know that may seem a little extreme but come on, we have been together for almost four years. And most couples get married after like two years. So my response is perfectly reasonable.

"Hello? Oh my god! The Light House!"

"Oh shit, Christina. We better run!" I yelled.

We jumped in the car and drove away as fast as the car would allow me to go. I was still mad. I didn't get it. That was supposed to make me feel better.

But it didn't.

Credit goes to Flukeasf for the amazing idea of using Wild Hearts as the band name ;)