She Loves Me, He Hates Me

Jackie ran to the door leading outside, opened it, and then slammed the door shut behind her. Her mind raced with questions like ’how could she do that when she knew I liked him!?!’ or ’How could he do that to me? I love him!’ She stormed to her car, went inside and started it. She wasn’t about to spend the rest of the night looking over at Johnny and Emmy with their giggling and what not. She needed to be alone. She backed her Camry out of the drive way and onto the road.

Tears ran from her eyes, staining the mascara to her face. She turned her radio on to get them out of her head. An old 30 Seconds to Mars song came from the speakers.

What if I wanted to break . . .?

She knew she wouldn’t be talking to Emmy anymore. Wait, she could talk to Emmy, she thought.

Couldn’t take this anymore. . .

Maybe she could do something to fix this.

Come break me down. . .

Maybe get Johnny back. . .

Bury me, bury me. . .

And maybe. . .

I am finished with you. . .

Just maybe fix this Emmy issue. . .

Look in my eyes, your killing me, killing me. . .

Forever. . .

All I wanted was you. . .