Jayden’s POV
My freaking brain is all over the place...
Like her mouth is the damn pistol, and her words, bullets, I feel my head go up in unhealthy flames.
I'll tell you the worst thing about injuries like this. Not with a physical spot, it may never heal. Instead, you’re left with torment and heartache and hurt from it.
“Celine...”
I call like she's right in front of me. My tone is weak and broken, just like my soul.
Even zombies ain't so stupid!
I hurt the one woman I love!
For the first time, I put my heart on my sleeve, and I blew it up with my own trigger!
Her words leave me devastated, and I just crumble at the foot of the stairs, watching her leave with a broken heart. I'm as confused as the word.
Seconds pull into minutes, and minutes, hours.
I'm blank and dum
