Second Best

Prologue

I've always been second best, never anyone's first choice or favorite. Never anyone's person they can't live without. The problem child seen in my parents eyes, the flakey friend who gave shity advice and talked everyone into doing stupid shit, the C average student who barely showed up and never on my teachers good side, the sister who stole your clothes and threw punches a little too hard when fights got out of hand. It was always my parents and sister, then me on the outside. My two best friends, then me.. just their friend. I did it too myself though, I didn't want people to want me around, I didn't want to make other people to be happy and proud of me. They kept me around but I was never anyone's favorite person.

Until I met Connor.. I was still a shitty person and i still tried everything to show I wasn't the person he wanted in his life, but he didn't care about my fuck ups, he always put me first, cared about me no matter what, never second best. I was his favorite person. And he was mine.

Until I wasn't, back too second best. Maybe even his least favorite person ever.

And now here we are, five years later. hot coffee soaking my white shirt and burning my skin, but all I can process are the wide brown eyes staring back at me filled with shock, confusion, and fear.
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So it's currently 5am and I just spent the last 3 hours making the aesthetics and writing this part out because I randomly thought of an idea for a book but I'm probably not even gonna work on this one for awhile cuz I have a million other book ideas that I started but only got like 1 chapter in???? So imma try to get further into some other books before this one so OOoOoOoOo suspense.