Your POV

I locked my bedroom door and flew onto my bed, anger, confusion, and sadness filled my body.

I thought Alex loved me! Why else would he be sad when John kissed me?!

Wait.. Realization hit you suddenly.

Alex wasn't sad because John was kissing me. He was sad because I was kissing with John. Alex loves John and was sad because John loved me..

Why should I care though?!

...

I can't lie to myself. I love John.

But John doesn't love me. Alex doesn't love me. They love each other.

A/n: This chapter is only 96 words long and I'm so sorry! I just wasn't in the mood to write. :')