sixteen Leni Age SixteenAs soon as Mimi’s front door closes behind me, the tears start to fall, hard and fast. I choke on air as I pull it into my lungs. I replay everything I just said to Liam, and I feel nauseous. I’m a dreadful person. Truly, I am.
I’m selfish and cruel. I know my words hurt him so deeply that he won’t be back, probably ever. It was intentional, too. I hate this version of myself, the one who pushes away my only real friend. Truthfully, I hate every aspect of my life—except Mimi. I could never hate Mimi. Yet everything else is utter s**t.
I just have to make it two more years, and then I can leave Texas forever and never come back. I’m so sad and alone. My chest aches all the time with excruciating pain that never leaves me. I don’t know who I am anymore or who I’m me
