How your heart can lead you astray from time to time looking for true love. I have my theory on it. Just enjoy the feeling and don’t wait for it to get answered. Live and do not care. Remember that bitches are made, not born and that heartbreakers are the ones who create them. Better bitch than broken is the way I think and express through my main character.
“If I can not be a beauty, I must be a beast!”
Jenny had finally found her motto. For all her life she wanted to be loved, but all the boys rejected her. She was not pretty like all the other girls.
Her round figure did not match with the standards of the guys she loved to date. And when she finally found one that seemed to love her, she considered him a bore, but got along. She was lonely for so long, she just embraced the feeling she finally had somebody to hold and did her best to care as well. He might not have been her prince charming, but she felt lucky.
Still like all things in life: there was a catch to it. While Jenny gave up her dreams of ever becoming something in life, she had a commitment. She got married. Finally, after all rejects and heartache, she was somebody.
Finding a job never worked out, since she dropped out of school. In primary and high school it were the other kids that ruled her out and never wanted to play with her, leaving her lonely with her dolls and toys she had enough.
Her husband knew her mother had money and her father died years before and had left the family earlier. Having friends and a social life was all she ever wanted, but all she never got. It was hard for her to watch couples, while knowing the boys did not like her. Her class mates started dating and she longed for it as well, but nobody ever took her out.
She was ugly, fat and had a speech disorder, so finally finding a man that loved her was a dream come true. It did not matter to her that he was not the handsome. She did not long for that.
But as said: all things have a price. Jenny’s husband was more interested in her mother’s money than in her. He ignored her and hit her when she wanted some independence. She was just his toy. Harsh words were all she got in the end. No hugs, he did not touch her anymore and her eating disorder made her even gain more weight.
She wanted out of the relationship, but had nowhere to go. Except for her husband, there was nobody. She was isolated with a total brute that made her feel worse when she had a dip.
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