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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

It felt different. I wanted it all . It was all I ever wanted. Somehow she did not want me. The first time I had seen her in that coffee shop I was sure she was the one for me .

Her cute smile and that laugh that was like music to my ears ,I didn't have to see her to know that laugh was hers . I took of my shoes and went towardd the direction of that laugh.

I walked into the room and Enzo was holding her in his arms. I was the one who was supposed to be holding her like that. She smiled when she looked up and saw me.

"I haven't seen you around in a while what's keeping you busy?"she asks.

"Just work",I say and she nods so probably the conversation just ended there.

I went to the kitchen and found my sister cooking.

"Hey ,what are you cooking ",I ask her as I kiss her cheek.

"Ramen ,she says,"how was school".

66|Obsession.