The Rejected Luna and Her Twins Pups

ng I thought I knew changed. The coldness I felt just a second ago disappeared. I couldn't feel anything other than the sudden burn that rushed to my h

o kiss her and she had to be on her tiptoes to reach his mouth. Her blonde hair was long, curled to her back and shiny as ever. Of course it was beautiful, she spent a lot of money on it to ensure it did. Money that wasn't hers. I felt the anger growing inside of me as I watched him pull away from her, walk to the passenger side of the car they stood and kissed beside and open the door for her. She laughed and pulled him down for another kiss before entering the car. He went to the driver sid

to her arms and tried to comfort me the best she could. I couldn't stop crying. Not when she started walking. Not when we reached her house. Not when she took of my clothes and put them in the dryer and wrapping me in a blanket. Not even when she made me tea. I cried and cried and she done what she could. She let me cry. Because sh

early. I felt guilty for making him worry about me. My father must have seen my figure through the glass part of my front door because I didn't even need to pick up my hands to knock. I thought I would have longer to straighten myself up and act like nothing happened. Like it was just a normal day and I just decided to spend time with my best friend. I underestimated how worried he was about me because I didn't even enter the house before I was in his arms. I couldn't help but hug him back tightly. I wi