When it hurts so good

Entering into his office in rage, Clyde loosened his necktie and walked straight to his desk scattering everything that was on it. He was obviously frustrated and needed something to vent his anger on.

His previously paled face was now flushed red with fury. Tears welled up in those crystal clear eyes of his but he banged on his desk to stop them from touching his cheeks.

Prior to this, he had swore never to cry for anyone after his mother left him when he was ten and his first love betrayed him. But right now he was helpless, having no one by his side and all he could do was cry.

Letting the tears fall down on his flawless face, he let out a scream “Why? Why me?!”

Luckily the office was sound proofed, therefore no one could tell what was going on inside. He fell on his knees and began to sob softly, rubbing his neck at the same time.

After crying for a while, he cleaned his tears and stood up. Just when he wanted to take his seat, his right hand began to tremble which caused tears t