Hayden's POV.
It was confusing finding Ivy at the door, but even more confusing that she looked particularly worried for me. I didn't like the way she was staring at me.
Yes it gave a warm and fuzzy feeling inside of me, it made me just feel like resigning for the rest of the night and laying on her legs but it also made the guilt in me intensify.
Just hours ago in this room, I was making out with another girl, I didn't care about her but I couldn't ignore the ache in my chest, the voice reminding me that I didn't deserve to have Ivy worry about me or clean my wounds.. I didn't deserve the content feeling I always felt when I was with her, I didn't deserve her worrying and getting scared for me when I was leaving my a*s to be beaten. I didn't deserve it all but I couldn't stop.
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