Dear Ex, It's My Turn

e pain of my body colliding with the ground as I stared at the door. Confused

ee this coming? Why didn't I see through all those ti

inder of how blinded I'd been. My knees ach

ks and seeping into my bones. But it couldn't compare to the cold empt

emory of my parents alive in my mind, and now it was

stood there hopeless and lost about what to do. Where would I go? Who do I kno

f into Theo, losing sight of who I was, neglecting everything and everyone else. I had sacrificed so much

f to be tossed out like trash in my own house. Everything sucked. If only I were beau

t of revenge. But the spark fizzled out as quickly as

, every muscle in my body aching with exhaustion and defeat. Crying wouldn't change anything. Hating myself wouldn't undo what

ard ground, my vision blurred by a fresh wave of tears. The cold wind bit at my clothes,

pathy and curiosity. They must've thought I was insane, but they didn't bother to stop and a

it was going to rain soon, but I didn't stop walking. The drizzle soon turned into a downpour, and my

ing to get a view of where I was, but nothing I could recognize appeared. The haze of rain and darkness clouded my gaze. But I managed to s

further, heading towards the bridge, my mind raced through everything that had happened in

ng off the bridge came into my mind when I got there. I walked closer to the barricade, resting my hand on it as I carefully loo

s my breath came in shallow. The river surged angrily, the da

d creaked under my weight, almost at the verge of breaking. I f

losed my eyes and tried not to think of anything, but my mind kept diverting toward

ver love you. You'll never be anything more than a blubbering mess to me." The cruel behavi

idn't know where it came from. The desire to live came in like a comfort, and I moved my a

ht my way to the surface, gasping for air as my head broke through. I pushed forward, lookin

s the water started to carry me further. I looked around, the cold

es caught the headlight of a car and a guy rushing tow