Savannah
“I hate Landon! I hate him! I hate him!” I throw away the pillows in the room and sit on top of the bed with my body leaning on the headboard. I bent my knees and curled my hands all over my legs.
“He thinks that he's always the right one! Always the right one! I hate his face so much. I don’t want to see him anymore!” Tears rushed from my eyes to my face and fell in my arms.
My whole body trembled out of anger? Angst? Hate? Despair? Heartbreak? I don't know.
"I can't bear to be near him. I hate his guts!" I cried in anguish. I didn't realize that intense dislike could make me feel so weak.
I suddenly felt I wanted to throw up, my tummy was revolting, and air coming inside my body wanted to come out. I rushed to the bathroom to throw away the content of my stomach. I though
