Chapter 30: Surviving on borrowed love

Anita

When she hung up I took a deep breath. Honestly my eyes were getting all itchy and I was a poke away from my tear gates breaking. It was hard to tell if she picked the Phone in his absence or if he gave it to her to get rid of me. Unlike the first time we kissed, the second time was off. The feeling for me was spine shattering but to him it looked as though the kiss was just normal with no impact on his emotions. The drama with the call just confirmed my biggest fear.

That back there was a kiss of goodbye. There was a chance I had gotten myself hyped up on borrowed love and got myself lost under the impression that maybe he could be mine. My castle of sand built on the ocean shore of love got swept away days after being erected. I felt weak, used and stupid and since I was alone it was okay to cry. Let the tears of sadness and disappointment flow. But no, I couldn't even cry. A rough knock on the door forced me to wipe away my tears and clear my throat. The door opened