God, am I bored.
I decided to call my best friends Carly and Rachel up to see if they want to go shopping.
They said yes of course.
Ansel is still in France. No, i'm not a stalker, he just won't stop texting me.
Anyways everyone was out. I was home alone. My friends said they would be here in two hours tops.
I took out my notebook, and started writing.
My deepest secret is that i write songs. I play Guitar, Banjo, Piano, Ukulele, and i sing pretty good.
I was in the middle of writing a song I called Jar Of Hearts.
"You broke all your promises, and now your back, you don't get to get me back." I sang.
That's it! I finished the song!
I have to run threw the whole thing first too see if it's good enough but it's not that bad. (Jar Of Hearts by Christina Perri, all rights go to her, but for the story lets pretend Kendall wrote it.)
"I know I can't take one more step towards you
'Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
And I've learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
And it took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
Tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?" I finished.
The song was about my ex boyfriend. His name was Derek. He was abusive and cheated on me.
*Flashback*
There i was sitting on my porch waiting to be picked up by Derek.
It was the middle of December and it was so cold out, but i knew he was gonna be here any minute so i waited outside.
I looked at my watch, 7:05 PM.
He said he would be here a seven. He is never late. What is going on?
At 7:46, he finally pulled up. He stumbled out of the car. I knew right away he was drunk.
"What are you looking at?!" He snapped at me.
"I was just waiting for you to come for our date." I explained.
"We had a date?" He asked.
"Yes, you said that you would take me to see Hairspray at the drive-in movies." I said.
Yes, our town had drive-in movies still.
I don't know if it was because our town mayor was really old or if because people actually want to feel young again.
"Your lying." He accused me.
"No, i'm not." I said.
He was getting closer, and madder. I was getting scared. Sadly I was the only one home so i couldn't yell for help. All the neighbors were old and they wouldn't be able to hear me.
Suddenly he pulled out a shiny silver thing.
A gun.
"Tell the truth!" He yelled at me.
"I-i am." I whimpered.
He was about fire it when someone knocked him down to the ground.
It was Brody. I also saw Quinn run up to me threw the tears in my eyes that were threating to pour out.
"Are you ok?" She asked me, while dialing 9-1-1.
I nodded, not trusting my voice.
*Flashback over*
Ever since then i have had nightmares every once in a while that he was gonna come kill me.
A few days after that i found out he was cheating on me with the most popular slut in school.
Evelyn McBryan.
That was two years ago. He is still in jail today. He also slapped me and punched/kicked me a few times.
I didn't realise I was crying until i felt wet drops of something driping on my hand, that i had in my lap.
I heard a honk outside and i looked out the window to see my friends here. I put away my songbook and looked in the mirror, fixing my smuged masscra before grabbing my things andwalking out of the house.
A/N
Hey, sorry i would've wrote more but it's 12:00 AM here in New York and i'm really tired.
Plus i promised too try to update everyday and i didn't want to skip today.
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