Disclaimer- I don't own One Tree Hill
A/N- this is my first One Tree Hill fic so please be nice
Sick Of CryingShe was curled up on the bathroom floor, not crying, not shaking, just laying there perfectly still. She was wrapped in a towel having just gotten out of the shower. She slowly got dressed. She touched the small of her back, just above her ass, and traced where the numbers should be, where they once were. 23. She did what she thought was best at the time, they were only sixteen years old. They were too young they never would've lasted. So she left for his sake and hers. So here she is four years later, divorced at 20. And she finally got rid of that tattoo, it didn't remind her of what being in love felt like, it reminded her of the happy times, but looking back on the happy times made her cry and she was sick of crying.