Rage

Alexandra’s POV

I ran straight to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. I stared into my reflection, mascara melting into my face. My hair was in a mess, my face was red. Damn, I can’t believe what could transpire in such a short amount of time, ‘how did I do so much damage in trying to keep my relationship?’

I remember the first time I saw Jason. It was in college. I was a new kid, I just moved here and we had one class together, social sciences. He was sitting there, with his earpiece in, typing on the phone. I don’t know why but I was instantly drawn to him, I saw a free seat behind his chair and I ran to it. I spent an hour if the class, staring holes in the back of his head.

Things went that way all through college days. I basically stalked him, but he never took notice of me.

Then one day, after he had graduated, I saw him walking through the central park. It seemed as though his thoughts were elsewhere, because he barely noticed the road in front of him. He kept