Sitting with you and your toxic boyfriend for lunch was painful, especially when Mckenna was harbouring massive feelings for you and wondering why the fuck you got with such a douche. And watching him be such a manipulative dick was killing her inside.

'That should be me, holding your hand. That should be me, making you laugh. That should be me, this is so sad, that should be me, that should be me. That should be me, feeling your kiss. That should be me, buying you gifts. This is so so wrong, I can't go on, that should be me.' she thought in her head while clasping her hands together on the table that you guys were sitting at outisde.

The blonde hated him so much, goddammit. She wished he would just disappear and she could treat you how you most definitely deserve. You were being the best girlfriend and this guy was just an ass.