Romans & histoires As Messed Up As Me

I have got my own shits to deal with. *

Messy turned catastrophic? I didn’t even know what box to put this in. I pressed a hand to my face, trying to breathe. But every inhale felt like it was scraping along broken glass. Memories of the last few days kept flooding back Frank’s anger, Danny’s stupid possessiveness, Sandra’s look of triumph when everything fell apart. And me. Always me, standing there like an idiot caught between two storms. I pushed myself off the bed and walked to the mirror. Big mistake. My hair was a disaster, mascara smudged under my eyes like someone had drawn war paint on me, shirt stretched and wrinkled.

Message: Reschedule them. Me: With them or with you? Message: Your sense of humor is pretty lame. Me: Well, I thought it was funny. Message: Me: Message: "It's going to take a lot more than that to mend this broken heart." Me: Oh, come on. Me: I'll be there after 8. Message: Well, what do you know? I'm magically healed. Me: Lame. Message: With a fantastic ass. Me: Well, I won't argue with that.

" You can't even stand on your own. By dawn, you'll be regretting why you had to drink that much." I shut my eyes and take in a deep breath. This is crazy. " Why were you even at the club?" " I was bored, alright? I agree I look like shit right now cause I feel like shit." I squint my eyes tighter and hold my head. Fuck it's pounding. I need to shower and cuddle my pillow in bed, cause I'm single as fuck. Quill helps to flush the toilet, getting rid of my vomit. " What the fuck happened to you?" Asa asks. I turn to look at the source of the voice. The bathroom is still spinning and I'm seeing two Asa. He's now wearing sweats and grey t-shirt. Was he already going to bed? I shut my eyes

And now I don't even know what my future looks like anymore. I let out another shaky laugh. "Kassy..." Jenny called worriedly. I looked at her. "My life is such a mess," I said, laughing again. The words sounded almost ridiculous. Because "mess" wasn't even enough to describe it anymore. Everything around me felt like it had collapsed. Nothing made sense. Nothing. Jenny immediately stood up and hurried over to me. She knelt in front of me before gently pulling me into a hug. I didn't resist. I leaned into her automatically.

I felt so useless because of this one experience. How can a Delta be so weak? Sven would be thinking the worst of me right now. “I'm a complete mess.” I rested my forehead on my knees. “My mate? A mess? Come on.”

She asks with complete disbelief. I am ashamed. Completely and utterly ashamed. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up.

Sin pov. I felt like crap; I wasn't myself. It was like I was going to faint any moment now. I walked over to where Alesso sat, typing repeatedly on the laptop in front of him. "Any update yet?" I asked him for the hundredth time since he came.

It was all gone. The arcade around us kept doing its thing: bells ringing, kids squealing at claw machines, coins clattering down metal shoots. But all of it faded into a weird muffled hum until it was just me, her, and that sentence. Oh God. I think I really messed up. I…I think I messed up, Ry. My stomach did a slow, icy slide. “Jas…” I kept my voice low, careful. “What do you mean you messed up? Talk to me!”

What in the entire hell just happened? I fucked up. Bad. Like really bad.