I'm sitting in my green chair looking out the window. The sun is setting and it's breath taking to watch. I sigh melodramatically. I'm eating my Kit-Kat, reflecting current events. I've come to a conclusion. Edward is not going to keep me down anymore. I've had enough. I've spent a while, five months, mopping and feeling useless but the more I look back on my life with Edward it was like I didn't have a life.
Mike's useless attempt to get me alone with him at the movies only made things worse for Jake's friend relationship with me. Since them he has stopped talking to me I can't even fault him for being upset, I friends zoned him and he was hurt. That , however, does not excuse the fact that he is still hurt weeks after. He wasn't just ignoring my phone calls either. No. It went farther than that. I called his house instead of just his cell and even Billy brushed me off like the broccoli on his plate.
My thoughts have revolved back around to Edward. He is mesmerizing, he has this power over women urgh. I myself was so stupid. I got lost and let myself be driven and manipulated like a play thing; a doll. In a way it was a good thing that Edward left. I can think again.
I was so focused on Edward I forgot about living life.
Everyone in my life keeps giving up on me and I just let them, but not anymore. I'm going to get what I want
Jake. God, he's so annoying, being a big baby about all this. He hates me. I've texted him. I've called, emailed. I got the hint. He's going to be the first thing in my life I don't let pass through my fingers.
I'm done sitting around waiting for more people I care about to leave me. It's time to take things into my own hands.
I take the last bite of my tasty treat. I throw away the wrapper almost as if I've also thrown away my insecurities, and sadness along with it. Tomorrow will be a new day. Goodnight.