"Heartbreak doesn't have to break you."
•••
Left heartbroken and betrayed after a tragic breakup, young but dteermined Sara is set on getting her life together and her first plan is to keep on chasing the dreams that she discarded years ago.
After...
QOTC: Worrying doesn't take away tomorrow's trouble, it takes away today's peace.
Jam out to Say Something By Christina Aguilera while your reading to set the mood.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Listen up everyone! Feel free to make banners, covers or send in some images of who you imagine the characters could be! Send them to my email: autumn.mcg.03@gmail.com , I have also added my email to my bio so it is easily accessible!
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
To the most beautiful girl in the world,
I'm sorry. I know that doesn't make it right but I'm sorry. I can't pretend like what I did was okay. I can't take you out for or perfect date when I am not the perfect guy. You deserve so, so, so much better. I wish I could take back that dreadful night, the night where I made the worst mistake of my life. You weremy everything Sara. Look after yourself, okay? Don't date guys who don't appreciate you. Don't drink so much coffee, it's bad for you. Stay strong.
Jasonxx
As I read it, I felt tears rolling down my cheeks, I was angry (the audacity to tell me what I should and shouldn't do when he was the person breaking my heart), hurt, and so so alone.
I felt my mum pull me in for a hug but I pushed her away.
"How could you not wake me up? Has he gone? When did he leave?" I assaulted my mum with questions, my voice coming out in choking gasps through the tears.
"Sweetie, he left 10 minutes ag-" before she could finish, I grabbed my keys and ran out of the door, slamming it with a bang.
The distant sound of an engine spurred my legs to move. I impatiently clicked the elevator call button with as much success as if I was trying to summon a bloomin' space ship.
"Oh for f*** sake, can for once something go right in my life?" I cursed as I kicked the elevator door, all my anger spilling out like an unforgiving tornado.
Looks like I'm taking the stairs.
I stumbled down them, three steps, sometimes four, at a time. When I reached the bottom I had a twisted ankle and a bruised arm.
I could see Jason's car, the sound of the engine thrumming in my ears. He had nearly reached the exit. I ran as hard as my lazy body would allow me too, my feet pounding on the floor.
"JASON! JASON! LISTEN TO ME." I yelled out. I didn't care if all my nosy, prudent neighbours saw me. I was getting the best thing that had happened to me in a long time back, and nobody could stop me.
The car paused for a second. Enough time for me to run up to the window.
I banged my wrist against the window. I could see he was staring ahead with tears rolling down his cheeks, his hands clenched on the steering wheel. He stared at me and he closed his eyes. I saw his hand click the button that would hopefully remove the only barrier between us.
