Chapter 72 Take That (1)

• A week passed without Waylen calling. I didn’t know what I expected, maybe a phone call or text. An apology. Something, anything. I swiped at the tears that escaped my eyes. Why was I so surprised? He was of the same specie as Ian. All they did was lie and break hearts. After everything that had happened with us, how dare he treat me that way? Calling me names to make a point?
• I shoved my foot into the holes of my jeans. I was going to Mom’s first, then moving to Fumi’s. Her husband wasn’t home, as usual. I didn’t want to stay in this house and mope about Waylen anymore. How could he talk about caring for me yet so quickly discard me?
• Everything reminded me of him. The bed, the living room, the couch. He had been everywhere in this house, even the kitchen. I gave him so much power over me, and when he had enough, he showed his real, nasty colors. God, I was newly pissed at myself.