Chapter 34 or somethin

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TW: the disappointment that is this chapter

I shakily knock on his front door, anxiously biting my lip as I hold the flowers tight to my chest, deep red roses in hand as he answers the door with a confused look.

"Hi George, what are you doing here" the tall man who answered the door questioned

"I- I have something to tell you"

"What is it"

"...I uhm- I love you Clay"

"I love you too George, youre my best friend" he said happily, still slightly confused

"No, I really love you, youre so much more than just a friend to me" I expressed, finally letting out the feelings I've been bottling up for god knows how long.

"Oh...im not sure I understand what you mean..?"

"O-oh, well- I guess I'm saying that I have feelings for you" I sighed

I could never forget the way his face twisted into discomfort, he looked purely distressed.

"Look George- you're really my best friend...and I don't wanna change that, I think your great and all but...I'm sorry to say I don't feel the same way" Clay spoke softly, as if there was an easy way to take my heart that I had just given to him and then stomp on it seconds after.

"It's ok, I understand" was all that escaped my mouth but in reality it wasn't ok...I wasn't ok

A few tears slipped down my cheek as I began to walk away, I pricked myself on the thorn of one of the roses and grumbled at the sharp pain in my finger, only becoming more upset when I can feel the soft droplets of rain falling onto my head and making my terrible day now arguably worse.

Just my luck.

...

That happened nearly three weeks ago but the wound in my heart still feels like it was just made, as if someone had just impaled my chest with a figurative dagger until they felt I had suffered enough only minutes ago. It has been many days yet it stung like a fresh cut.

I've tried everything to numb the pain but everything is temporary, I dont even want to think about the countless times ive gotten absolutely wasted and then texted him, my feelings spilling out to him like an overflowing glass, he pretends to care, he pretends to soak it all up but in reality I know he wants nothing to do with me, after all I ruined everything.

A/N
lmao totally not based off of any sort of real events 👍
Yes this is short: 408 words short
I had a general idea for this and made it in like an hour so its messy and definitely could be better and longer, also not edited, def a shitpost but yolo

merry Christmas guysss

Brb gonna go disapear for another month

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