Love without Complications
Chapter Two: I'm not okay
Ashley sighed. The black eyeliner was burning her eyes, but she kinda liked it. It expressed her pain, her misery. The misery that that jerk Craig Manning did to her. And that slut, Manny, didn't help either.
God, she was so pissed she didn't know what to do. She ate ice, crunching on it hard. She punched her pillow till it was permanently pushed down in the middle. She kicked her bed, she screamed at the top of her lungs, she wrote, she wrote, she wrote. But she still couldn't get over it.
He ruined her life. And that's why she hated him. She dedicated herself to him, she even gave him her grandfather's beloved guitar! Ashley loved Craig, she really did. And she really needed this – after all, her relationships really haven't been the best. Besides, why should she let Manny have him. After all, she was just a grade nine. She hardly knew what was going on, probably. She probably still lived in her world of plushies and cute things, like bunnies. Ick, bunnies. Bunnies meant happiness and that was one thing Ashley hadn't had in a while.So she decided to go back to her goth ways. Why not, lay around writing angsty poetry that described her inner pain. In fact, she even came up with this little diddy just yesterday :
Misery claws at my skin
Every night
And Every day
Why, oh why,
Am I still suffering
From the pains of this
Mortal life.
Yeah, she was depressed. And she couldn't do anything about it. At least she fit in with Ellie a bit better.