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HEATH
A utumn had been in my head enough; it was time for me to be in hers .
She said she was so fucking sorry on those damn voicemails.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. She was crying, upset that she hurt me and didn’t get to say she didn’t want me to my face, but she doesn’t look sorry.
Not all the times I’ve seen her on campus walking with her friends smiling, laughing.
Kissing and hugging Cole the dirtbag. She looks so damn happy even on her social media which I never unfollowed because I didn’t have the guts to.
I hate that she is happy. I should make her happy.
I want her to only smile with me. I want her to be happy because I made her happy.
It’s mostly because she made me so happy.
She was the light in my life but when she broke up with me it was like my world crashed.
I used to think she was so kind, so gentle, so sweet, but now it’s all over.
She is none of those things anymore. At least I don't see her as those things. I believe she may still be kind but she’s not gentle or sweet.
My girl has learned how to stand up to people.
She’s really grown into herself. She’s not the Autumn I dated before.
The shy cheerleader who just wanted to make mommy and daddy happy, now she’s confident, slightly bold, and her jealous tendencies are more apparent.
After last night I’m sure she’s thinking about me.
I know she is thinking about everything I can make her feel.
Everything I made her feel. She doesn’t look like she did before, although not much time has passed since we saw each other.
She doesn’t look as innocent or shy. Her beauty nearly stopped me in my tracks when I saw her in that sexy costume at the party with her wavy auburn hair and beautiful green eyes.
She’s just how I remember her. A gorgeous vixen.
My Freckles. They still dart around her cheeks in a beautiful pattern that I have memorized a thousand times. I’ve counted them too; she has forty-one freckles. which earned her the nickname in high school.
“Hey, you alive under there?” I feel Jared kick my boot. Fuck I must have been under this damn car daydreaming about my Little Traitor far too long.
“Yeah, I am, and now everything is perfect.” I slide out and wipe my hands on my coveralls.
“Why are we breaking it instead of fixing it?” Jared asks, he’s somewhat new. He started about five months ago. He’s still in high school, but my dad is too sick to work, and he was already training him, so I stepped up being the oldest son and all.
“Because the man who owns this jeep is a cheater.” I explain simply.
Cole is in for it when he gets back in his sweet jeep.
I shouldn’t care that Autumn got fucked over when she broke my heart, but I do.
At least she dumped me before getting with someone else.
This guy didn’t even have the decency to do that.
Cole has been bringing his jeep in for oil changes monthly since last year and today was no different.
Normally, I’m not around for his appointments but after everything that went down yesterday, I have special plans for him.
“Call ‘em. Tell him it’s done.” Jared goes into the office to do as I say. I close the hood of Cole’s jeep, getting it already for him. I can’t wait for this one.