I was sitting over by the bar, a cola that I was just stirring. things had died down and people where still here but very much involved in soccer on the big screens, not paying attention to the sad looking woman that was just feeling like s**t.
How the f**k did I end up alone again? I looked up and I knew that I still had blood on my face. I felt it being dry around my neck and made a sigh, my very expensive dress was ruined to, when small parts of glass had pierced the soft fabric making me want to cry, I just wanted to be with Jonah. no matter what happened, and he just shut me out.
I was just about to give up seeing that I had been waiting almost two hours, yes two f*****g hours when I saw the trench coat and rolled my eyes, great. it was Joseph, at least Tom was funny and not a b***h
