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Mia rested in Akira's arms as the male rested. Her eyes slowly began watering as she rested there. She knew she wasn't the only one held like this... She wasn't the only girl he said he loved, and she knew that. But yet here she was still in his arms.

He might not have loved her but she loved him. It took her too long to get him to become hers and she wasn't willing to give that part up yet. But yet she wanted to, desperately as it was more trouble than he was worth. The brunette couldn't hold it in as a weak and quiet sob left her lips. What had she done to cause the pain he started?

Was it because she hadn't given her body to him? Because if that meant he'd drop it with the other female then she'd do just that. Did he want her to change parts of herself? She would, oh how quickly she would just to regain his full attention once again. She weaseled out of his arms and walked over to the bathroom.

Mia looked into the mirror as tears feel down her cheeks. She hated the face that looked back at her. She didn't know what it was that made Akira feel she wasn't worth it... But she wanted to know. She wanted to know how to regain her boyfriend's love. Yet she knew she'd have to change...

The longer she stared into the mirror the more flaws she saw with herself. She wanted to look away but she simply couldn't. So there she stood nitpicking every little thing about herself. The more she did it the more she found wrong. After a while, she couldn't take it. The mirror showed her everything she hated about herself. So without thinking, she drew her fist back and punched. The mirror shattered upon impact, leaving the brunette to fall to the ground sobbing. Her hand now bloody and glass shattered around the bathroom. Yet no one came to the sound.

It was just her and the shattered glass...