How do you live with a broken heart?
I'd never had one before.
I'd never felt how it felt to actually get my heart broken by someone.
I knew the feeling now.
It felt horrible.
Like someone had actually wripped out my heart and split it into two pieces and then put them back inside my chest.
I felt like crying all the time, but i held it in.
I was standing by my locker at Wilson high, starring into the empty wall inside the locker.
I noticed that someone was giggling at the other end of the hall.
I turned my face towards Luke's locker.
and i was right.
Luke and some girl, was standing by his locker.
Luke was looked down, as the girl tried to wrap her arms around his waist.
She smiled and tried to make him look at her.
He pushed her away and closed his locker.
He walked outside, towards the parkingload and he walked pretty fast.
I closed my locker, and walked after him.
I had to tell him how i felt.
I got outside, and noticed him standing by his car, texting.
I took a deep breath and walked towards him.
He quickly looked at me and put his phone in his pocket.
>Listen. you were right. Im not the right girl for you. Youre a rock star. A popular guy. An amazing person. You dont need a fucked up girl, with her fucked up problems like me.You can have any girl you want. A perfect girl. Who doesnt get raped my her stepdad every day and dont do anything about it because she is afraid of being send away from the only person who actually loves her. Im trouble. I get it. and i dont want you to get pulled down with me.
I'll leave you alone now<
I turned around, and started to walk away.
When someone grapped my wrist.
I turned my head around looked down at my wrist then up at Luke.
He starred at me.
>I never said that<
>I know you didnt. I am<
Suddently his phone rang.
He pulled it up from his pocket and looked at the screen then back at me.
>Its okay. I'll leave you alone now<
He was about to say something, when i walked away.
I looked back.
He was talking to someone on the phone while he looked down.
I turned my head away again and walked towards the school.
I realised that i couldnt go through the day, so i started walking home.
I got close to the house, when i saw two policecars infront of our house.
I walked faster and saw two policeman holding Bruce walking towards the cars.
Bruce had his arms behind his back and he was looking down.
i paniced and ran towards them.
>WHAT ARE YOU DOING?<
I tried pulling in one of the policemens arm and noticed that i started crying.
>PLEASE DONT TAKE HIM AWAY!<
The policemen pushed Bruce into the backseat of the car and locked his car.
>PLEASE DONT TAKE HIM! PLE-PLEASE!<
I looked back at my mom.
She was crying as she walked into the house.
>NO! MOM! MOM! IM SORRY! IM SO SORRY!<
The policeman looked at me.
>Miss, i need you to let go of my arm<
I shoke my head and looked at my mom close the door behind her.
My face was soaked in my own tears.
>PLEASE! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND! MY MOM WILL SEND ME AWAY IF YOU TAKE HIM! PLEASE<
The policeman pulled away his arm and got in the car.
>HE DIDNT DO ANYTHING! ITS ALL MY FAULT! PLEASE! ITS MY FAULT<
The police car started and drove away.
I looked at them drive away, as i fell to the ground and looked down.
I kept on crying.
and i kept crying.
knowing that my mom hated me for what had happened.
i was sure she was going to send me away now.
Send me to my grandparents or something.
maybe my dad and i didnt want to go back to him.
I fell apart and all the tears i'd held in for years came out.. all at once.
I was done.
Maybe i was right in all the things i'd yelled at the policman.
Maybe it was all my fault.
Everything with Luke and Bruce.
Everything that had ever happened.