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She doesn’t care who I am. With her, I get no emotion, but indifference.
“I didn’t think Graham Black had friends that are girls,” I joke. It’s one of the many rumors I’ve heard about him. “I don’t, but I’m willing to make an exception for you.” He keeps eye contact as he says it.
Why is it always the bad boys with killer bodies and soulful, deceiving eyes who pull the girls in?
His hands slide up my waist and make the journey up my face, intertwining his fingers into my messy, wavy hair. Before I can protest, before I can even think, his perfect lips smash into mine, eagerly exploring every inch of my mouth.
The girl is smoking hot and ridiculously smart. Too smart to even fathom trying to snuggle up to any of us. She’s quiet and understated in the best kind of way. She’s the type of girl you marry, not fuck. So if that’s your intention, I suggest you run in the opposite direction. Because a girl like that, ” Mark turns and points back to a clueless Kennedy, “a beautiful girl like that will love you and bury herself so deep inside you, you won’t realize it until you’re writing love letters and buying flowers like a little pussy.”
“But Graham, you didn’t fight for me. I show a fear of the possibility of us, and you don’t even fight for me as if I’m not worth the trouble.”
My heart leaves my chest and falls to the floor when I see the tears run down her cheeks.
Kennedy shudders and starts muttering something under her breath. I don’t know what she’s saying until I lean forward and hear her whisper, “I don’t know why, but I think I might love you.”
my voice breaks as the words escape my mouth. “I think I might love you back,” I whisper into her neck, praying that when we wake up, everything will be a little less terrifying.
I love Graham despite all of his vices, mistakes, and history because of the guy he is now.
Something against our control keeps pushing us apart. Maybe we’re both at fault. The most important and hardest epiphany is I don’t give a damn. I don’t care about any of the meaningless bullshit because I love her.
You totally lost your virginity to the town whore. My best friend is a McSlut.”
I love her more than anyone else will ever be capable of doing.
But, some wounds don’t heal.
