He fucking cheated on her. I told that fucker if he ever hurt her I'd kill him. And that's what I basically just did. I beat the shit out of him after I caught him cheating. On my girl. Well- my best friend. She doesn't like me back, obviously, cause she has- had a boyfriend. But confessing my feelings for her would probably ruin our friendship so I just try to ignore them.

I'm walking towards her house with some chocolate and flowers. If that bastard decides to break her heart I'll be the one who puts all the pieces back in place. My hands are still bloody because of that idiot, but I didn't have time to clean them.

I climb on the tree in front of her room and jump on her balcony. Seeing her on her bed, wrapped up in a thick blanket staring at the wall while tears run down her face breaks my heart. I hold the flowers and chocolate a little tighter and gently knock on the glass door.