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Jen lay on the grass, flat on her back, legs crossed and her right one bouncing agitatedly. She had taken a run through the woods, running till it was hard to breathe.
Even though she was a little winded the energy remained. I should have kept running till I couldn't.
She wished she could hit something. Someone. Why the fuck doesn't this place have a gym? But she couldn't. And she couldn't get rid of the memories, of every moment she spent with Tony.
Her lips tightened into a line and her breathing quickens. He called me a whore. In front of God knows how many people, he said that to me. That's what he thinks of me.
She closes her eyes tightly and takes deep breaths, willing herself not to cry. But it just hurt that he would treat her that way. After everything. That she wasn't good enough. That she couldn't make herself stop wanting him to feel just a little of what she felt for him.
Jen lets out a shuddering sigh and tries not to think about the other day. Maybe, if she really tries, she can forget telling him the truth.
Even though she was a little winded the energy remained. I should have kept running till I couldn't.
She wished she could hit something. Someone. Why the fuck doesn't this place have a gym? But she couldn't. And she couldn't get rid of the memories, of every moment she spent with Tony.
Her lips tightened into a line and her breathing quickens. He called me a whore. In front of God knows how many people, he said that to me. That's what he thinks of me.
She closes her eyes tightly and takes deep breaths, willing herself not to cry. But it just hurt that he would treat her that way. After everything. That she wasn't good enough. That she couldn't make herself stop wanting him to feel just a little of what she felt for him.
Jen lets out a shuddering sigh and tries not to think about the other day. Maybe, if she really tries, she can forget telling him the truth.