The Fight (short story)

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y/n- your name

t/n-their name

You could tell t/n was mad but you didn't know what to do about it. All you could do is sit there. Then you finally got up cause you couldn't bare the silence. You walked to the bathroom and sat on the floor, you thought of every reason he could be mad but none of it made sense. When you decided to come out of the bathroom you saw that his position on the bed didn't change at all, not even an inch. You sat next to him with your legs crossed, "whats wrong?". He nods his head, "nothing". "Well you've been ignoring me all after-noon so something has to be running around your mind." you say with a worried expression. "Oh, god forbid my feeling ruin your day." he said with a sarcastic smile. Once he looked up from his phone, he looked at you with the eyes that made your heart shatter into a million pieces and the sarcastic smile still on his face. "I was just-" "I know what you were trying to do, i'm fine now stop worrying about me."  he says before you could even finish your sentence. "I can't do this, why are you upset? What did I do?" you say, "Don't wor-" "No I have to worry cause if i don't this will happen again" you say cutting him off. He gets even more upset and tosses his phone in front of him and walks out the house, you give up caring so you stay in the room so he can have his time.

You wake up from a nap and realize its 7 p.m. You get your keys and umbrella, and walk out the house to find t/n. You drove around the whole city looking for him and you start to lose hope, until you see him sitting on a bench with his legs and arms spread out and head leaned back. You quickly run out the car grabbing the umbrella that was in the passenger seat. When you walk up to him you see his shirt completely soaked and almost see-through. You sit on the other end of the bench, you hand him the umbrella. He slowly lifts his head up and reaches out to grab it, but instead he takes it and throws it across the floor. Then he quickly reaches out and grabs you and holds you in his arms. He leans his head back, while holding you tight. You can hear his heart beat and for a split second you feel happy to be in his arms again.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 15, 2021 ⏰

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