Story one. A visit to my Ex.
Today was the day that I was to "surprise" him. I've flown all the way to America, to try and cheer him up and maybe stop him from making more mistakes. So here I stand, staring at his door. Thinking. Should I? Or shouldn't I..? I stand here, In my stupid skirt and corset. Its the only thing that fits me now. This is a me that Jeremy has never seen. I knock on his door. No one answers. I yell out