CPOV
I was stuck in my room stuffing my face with ice cream, on a Saturday night after my date. Which just caused a storm in my room. That was flooded with tears. My heart was literally crushed into a million pieces. I keep myself that I'll never love again. And hope that's true. Cause life as I know it stinks. Just cause he thinks I am not good for him.
I heard a knock on my door. "Come in". I didn't really want to talk to any body but it'll just make me turn into a girl that hates everybody in the world. My brother walked in and looked as if he wanted to stab someone multiple times. Lets just go with the fact that anybody that messes with his baby sister, will get it. I just hope he'll do that to the person I called a "boyfriend". "What do you want. I am sort of trying to get over the fact that I've been dumped by a jerk." " Tomorrow were going to the skate park. You need to go out sooner or later sis. I'm doing this for you own good. Our else I am going to have to drag you out of this room myself." I do want to go and skate for a little awhile. I mean that's the only place were I can clear my head and draw. When ever Jonathon goes there I always bring my notebook with me and for some reason I get this weird tingling feeling in me. "Fine can we go there tomorrow, then" "Sure sis. Now get some sleep." "K" I threw the ice cream away and did my normal routine. Change, go to the bathroom and try to tame the mess I call hair and do the rest of my stuff and head to bed. I wanted to stay up longer but sleep just took me in its grasp.
The next morning I quickly got ready. I wore jean-shorts with a black tank top under a plaid cardigan then my gray vans. Putting the mess into what I consider a bun. Then kept my make up really simple. Grabbing my leather bag that has my art stuff and my gear for skating later. I ran downstairs as if I was being chased.