He set himself to ruin me. But I’m not going down without a fight.
When my parents sent me away, little did I know it would turn out to be the best and most heartbreaking summer of my life.
My complicated existence began once I moved to Feather Lake, North Carolina. A job offer and a bus ticket, and I was gone for the entire summer. My parents just forgot to mention my “vacation” would last more than a week. A little detail that didn’t sit well with me.
The ban of my existence started there. When I got extracted from the perfect summer with my friends and left with only two pieces of luggage and an angry heart.
It took two days. Two days once I got there for me to notice him the first time. And to never forget him afterwards. Two days for him to infiltrate my heart, dig his claws into its beating parts, and bleed it to death.
That summer, I met him, loved him, hated him, and now I can never forget him.