Nelos
Shaye's so fucking gorgeous, it tears my heart out to see her in here of all places. There's a bittersweet taste in my mouth because we were never meant to cross paths again. I made sure of that. A chick like her needs to be as far as possible from a bastard like me.
Yet fate has thrown us together, and now she's a screw in my head, twisting and twisting deeper until she'll be all I can think of.
If I go back to her now with any type of apology or explanation, she'll chew me up and spit me out. She's so furious, and I can't blame her. My chest aches at seeing the tears in her eyes. After making her cry all those years ago, I swore to myself I'd never get close with anyone ever again.
Sure, I've fucked many girls since the time after I broke off with Shaye, but I'm talking about the stuff that messes with my damn head and turns me into a madman obsessed over a girl.
My girl.