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I lay on my bed, crying silently to myself as I stared at the ceiling in my room while listening to one of Ali Gatie's songs playing on my Bluetooth speaker, and kept blaming myself for why I accepted to be in a relationship with the jerk in the first place.

I was pretty certain, he never had pure intentions for me in the start.

Likewise, I didn't want to think much about it because that makes us two now, I guess we were both jerks because I've cheated on him too, and breaking up the relationship was just the perfect way.

My phone kept on ringing, signifying incoming calls and various text messages from Aiden.

My thoughts were rowdy, and I was thinking of numerous things, my life entirely… everything was simply a mess, and I'm sick of it.

My lovely family crashed due to mum's indecision and my love life was totally out of place, especially when I knew deep down I still had feelings for my stepbrother.

I blinked my eyes severally, I wanted to cry again, but my tears were dried out, an