w h Y ?
He held in a sob as he looked down into the sink, both hands on either side of it.
Why did she do it?
He trusted her.
But she threw him away just like his friends did.
He looked at himself in the mirror.
Dark circles under his pale blue eyes, and his brown hair is disheveled.
He's been betrayed way too many times.
He hates the feeling. A lot.
She had cheated on him with a woman.
Turning on the sink, he splashed some water on his face.
𝘈𝘮 𝘐 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩? He thought.
Maybe he'd never be good enough. Maybe he'd never have anyone else to love. Maybe he'll walk the halls alone. Maybe he'll never have anymore friendship.
. . . .....
Maybe he'll always be alone...