CASSIDY'S POV
I just got out of his house, fuming with anger as tears rolled down my face. f**k him! f**k his Christianity! f**k everything! f**k everyone! f**k living!. I shouted as I punched the steering wheel while also increasing the speed of my car.
What's the point of living just to get your heart crushed into tiny little pieces?
How could he do this to me? How could he say those things to me? Everything I did was for him, well, for me too. f**k him! f**k Me! f**k Armando! And f**k Lewis! f**k my mouth, no, not f**k my mother, she's my mom.
Fuck Nathan! Does he think that I will be heartbroken over him? Nathan still asks for a monthly allowance, and he's fucken 28! He's not working nor planning to work, he has no ambition, and he thinks I will cry over someone like him. I'm too
