"KICK! KICK! KICK!"
An angelic voice called from behind me.
I turned around and saw the brunette I once hated, but came to love.
To me, she was a beautiful angel sent to me from above.
To me, she was my soul mate, and the two of us were destined to be together.
But to my best friend, she was nothing but a crazy, obsessed demon from hell.
You would find it strange that such a gorgeous girl like Jackie Wakermann would be in love with Kick instead of me.
Though, I did have her once.
But now my heart breaks every time I see her choose my best friend over me. Trust me, that happens a lot; and each time it happens, I only feel hurt. Why? Because she used to be mine, and now I lost her. How? I have no idea. That's why it hurts me so much.
I can't help but feel jealous of Kick. Jealousy is an unusual emotion for me. I'm never jealous. It's weird, too, because Kick hates her so much. I'll never understand why he hates such a stunning girl like her.
And now, as I sit here and watch as Jackie hugs Kick as tight as she possibly can (most likely strangling him, might I add), I sit here and wonder…
…what ever happened to us?
Just a little something I came up with. I plan on creating a drawing to go with this. Anyway, I'm sorry for writing something so short. R&R.