chapter one
I woke up to the brightness of day. "Fuck" I mumbled to myself. My head was pounding; fucking hangover. I looked on my bed side table and there it sat the empty bottle of vodka. I looked down and there was another on the floor. I shrugged; guess I drank two bottles.
I got out of bed; but for what? What did I plan on doing? I had a run in with his new skank last night. What was her name Alexandria?, Aria?, or was it Ashley? Oh well I dumped his ass for a reason. I didn't give two shits who he dates. "I guess I'll go get coffee," I mumbled to myself.
I pulled on a black tank with a camo cardigan that I left unbuttoned, a pair of shorts, black thigh highs, and my brown Steve maddens. My hair was just left down with my curls cascading down my back. I stood and looked in the mirror "Whatever" I shrugged. I wasn't trying to impress anyone.
I walked out of my room; and into the living room to grab my purse. I lived alone; I liked it kinda. It was quiet and I could do as I pleased. My stomach growled. "Might as well pick up a meal also"
As I walked outside the New England fog hit me. As I walked to Starbucks I had several guys try to stop me to get my number or something along those lines. I just kept walking and put my headphones in. I couldn't help but think "How do happy people feel?" You know; those people who have it all, a big family, a boyfriend, friends they can trust. People who can smile and feel on top of the world. People who aren't depressed.
As I walked in I saw him and the skank. what the fuck were they doing here? I tried to stop looking so they wouldn't notice. "Carramel frap" I said to the worker. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around. "Twice in 24 hours." It was them; great.
"Hi Logan and err umm; sorry I didn't bother remembering your name."
Her face dropped and she gave me a death glare. I just smiled. "What is she going to do about it; hit me? haha" I thought in my head. The man behind the counter handed me my drink. "Well I'd love to stay and chat but I don't care about either one of you" and with that I waved bye and walked out the door. They both were left with just blank expressions. I chuckled under my breath.
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everything that kills me ~Alan Ashby and Kaya Scondelario fan fiction
FanfictionKaya is depressed, lonely, and pretty much hates everyone. She's gorgeous and could get any guy she wants but she doesn't want anyone. Could a boy with orange hair that asks to use her lighter change that?
