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Elena’s pov;

Ever had the feeling when you wanna burst your anger out just because your officially fed up? oh well that is exactly what I’m feeling right now.

After that encounter with Maddie this morning, I ran back to my room with surfing anger, the only thing that could calm me down was singing.

So I had rushed to the gym, the only place which was mostly empty after breakfast.

Sitting in the middle of the weird looking machines, I sighed for the thirteenth time, loving the feeling of her words that had sparked another wave of hatred in my gut.

Was I happy for holding hatred in such a younger age? the answer was a simple, yes. Cause why not?

People should get what they deserve.

Humming the tune that I wrote a few days ago, I got in the rhythmic music that played in my mind.

“Take a deep breath,

Make both sides of your chest numb, until it hurts a bit, breathe more.

There is nothing left inside of you, until you feel.

It’s okay even if you’re out of breath,

No one blames you.”

Heav