Hurt

"Go ahead, just cry. It will lessen the pain," Macy said while driving. I wiped away the tears that wanted to fall.

It really hurts deep inside me. I wanted to cry to reduce the weight I felt on my chest but also didn’t want to shed any tears. I asked her to drop me off at the mall a few meters away from our house.

"Be careful. If you need someone to talk to, I am just here," she said before stopping the car. I just nodded at her and thanked her.

Kian called my number several times a while ago so I blocked his number. Even on my social media accounts. I don't want to talk to him. As much as possible I also don't want to see his face. But we go to the same school. We go home to the same house. I don't know what to do now.

I walked around the mall until late at night. I don't feel hungry. Nothing comes into my mind. I don’t know what to do and still thought of what had happened.

As far as I know, he lied and deceived me. I really want to reprove him. But I don't want to utter hurtful wo