"I'm struggling." She posted on her journal and stared at the computer screen, baffled that this is all she had to say.
Nami had a great journal online, but it had been lacking as of late. She had nothing to say. Just that she was struggling. She had been juggling everything in her life since Jonathan had left her high and dry, although she got the apartment she didn't have a room mate... Meaning she had to pay last month’s rent alone, a whopping 2,000 dollars was put as rent. Meaning she didn't eat much now days. She had lost ten pounds, but certainly not the good weight.
She had found Zachary again, after all these years she found him... Married. Of course he wasn't happy, since the divorce was final two months ago. They had been hanging out lately, but she had avoided him for the last week. Her heart ached around him, Never mind that they were each other’s first true loves, and she still pained from the breakup 5 years ago... He had grown up and he had become so beautiful to her, he was so sweet and kind, He was everything....
"I'm struggling with living my fans. I look at my wrist now. My eyes trail those blue veins. I'm perfectly fine, yet not well." Flashes of everything were going on in her mind. Tears streamed down her face as the door bell rang out. Nami stood up and whipped her face.
"What time is it?" She stated out loud looking at the clock on the computer that read 3am. She gowned and went to the door, peaking though the peep hole. She saw a mass of golden curls and opened the door.
"Zachary? It's three in the morning..." she rubbed her eyes and he pushed himself inside her apartment. "Yes and I've been calling you since ten this morning, I hate it when you screen your calls." Nami rushed to the computer and click out from the Firefox. And he wrapped his hands around her middle.
"Something you don't wish for me to see love?" her pale cheeks turned a fiery red and she pushed him away. She took a couple of breaths before turning to him. She looked at him up and down; he seemed to glow with a reason.
Cliff hanger!
Tune in another time for more!
Megan:~
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'Cause I don't think that they'd understand...
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am...
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And I don't want the world to see me,
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand...
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am...
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