~The piece of a broken heart~

1.

It's me on the floor. Crying. Very close to death. With many old and new cuts all on my body and a knife in my hand. Laying on the floor with a blurry vision looking and the guy who hurt my feelings, but never cared. Let me tell you from when it all started.

It was his senior year and my sophomore year. We had one class together and slowly became friends. Ya sure I had other friends their as well but, I knew they would just only talk to me if they wanted something. Anyway the guys name is Dean, blue eyes with black hair. He was the taller one, I'm guessing around 5"10 to 6ft tall.

After awhile of being friends I started to have a crush on him. Valentine's Day was coming up so I asked him if he would like to, and like always, meaning a bunch of guys that I used to have crushes on and asked if they would like to get together, he said no. I asked if we can still be friends and he said ya sure. Then all of a sudden I asked him who he likes...but then I knew all along...I hate her....she is always with him at times but not lunch... her name is Sasha

After a month or so he kept changing and became more different...I asked him why and he told me he was a bit irritated because "I start drama" but in reality I don't. So I stopped talking to him and blocked him on everything cause he kept getting a attitude with me.

Now you know how I told you he was there in the beginning, I will tell you about this day now.