Too Broken

Based on a true story. Kat has been moved across the world from America to Austrailia. She's left behind the only love she's ever found, that broke her to pieces. And its not the first time either. Can she find love and be fixed? Or is she too broken?


3. Settling In

I walked down the hallway and found my bags placed outside a door. My room was the only room downstairs. I wanted it this way. I like to be left alone. I opened the door and progressed inside. It was a small room. Smaller than I'm used to. There were two beds set up. Mine by the window and one on the other side of the room. It belonged to my stepsister, who would be with us half of the week, and her mom the other half. She wasn't there now. I was glad, I needed sometime to myself to think. I opened the windows to let the light in and the cool sweet breeze in. I fell back onto my soft bed. My thoughts started with Jordan. I wonder how he felt now. I wonder if it was easy to let me go. It sure did seem easy. Too easy. It tore me apart inside. I decided to brush that off of my mind. My thoughts wandered to the boy who had caught me. He had gorgeous eyes that sparkled. An amazing smile too. But I couldn't think more of him than a stranger. I couldn't let myself fall again. Being hurt, being tossed away like trash would kill me. I was already broken. And I didn't see myself being fixed anytime soon. I gazed out the window. It was a beautiful day. Warm with a gentle breeze. Birds singing of summertime. The ocean whispering in the wind not too far away. We lived only 5 minutes from the beach. I decided to take a walk outside, maybe to the beach, just to clear my mind. I left a note on the counter saying where I'd be and that I'd be home in time for dinner. I stepped outside and slipped in my earbuds. The Script came on. I love the script. Break even came on. I thought about how true those lyrics were. I felt a tear slip down my face I wiped it with the back of my hand when suddenly I ran into something. I fell back onto the sidewalk. I stood up and dusted myself off and looked to see what I ran into. It was that boy again. "I'm sorry I seem to be falling all over you today." I said and I let out a small laugh. "No, it's fine, I don't mind. I've never seen you around. You new here?" He said. His accent was killing me. "Yeah, just got here today." I replied shyly. "Let me guess, America?" I was shocked. How did he know? "Exactly! How did you know?" I asked dumbfounded. He laughed "Your accent..." He began to explain. How stupid of me, of course that was a give away. My faced turned bright red. "Of course." I said. "I'm sorry I'm stupid..." I explained. "No your not, I bet you have horrible jet lag. That could be it?" He said. "Yeah of course. Jet lag." I replied as if that was obvious. "Where are you heading?" He asked me. "Just the beach I guess." I said cautiously. I had already talked to him more than I should've. I realized this now. "I can show you the way?" He suggested. No, I told myself. I can't let him. I can't let myself get attached to anyone anymore, not after what happened. I'll have to tell him no. I turned to reply. "Sure, I'd love that." I said. Where did that come from. I gave myself a mental slap in the face. "Let's go then!" He said with his big smile. And although I told myself I wouldn't, I followed along side him.
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