I dropped my phone on the floor and let the pain assail me. I'd given my heart away to someone who didn't want it. Even knowing that, I didn't regret it. I just wanted him to want me. I just wanted him to love me too.

No. Don't you do this to us.

I smiled and ran my hand through his dark curls. “So, Death, what do we do now?

She wouldn't come back. She hated me. She hated Nan. She hated my mom. She hated her father. She wouldn't come back here... but God, I wanted her to.

I laughed out loud and shook my head, "You're crazy!" He nodded, "About you.

You're everything I write about in songs, but can never have." -Jax

I'll probably always love him. Doesn't mean I can ever trust him again. That doesn't make a relationship.