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"that's such bullshit Bree", i huffed and threw my phone on the bed next to her. "he was just in my face asking if i'm always gonna be with him and now he's back hugged up with this bitch?"
i cross my arms staring in her face, she wasn't full present."breelyn!", i raised my voice and waved my hand in front of her face making her jump and mumble a "sorry", under her breath.
she grabbed my phone with a frown, scrunching up her face as her eyes examined the screen.
"i'm the one who got him out the house. i'm the one who took him to the doctor. i'm the one who had his back. i get him back to himself and back with his friends. no thank you, no nothing. just straight back to her huh..", i trailed off, feeling myself get upset.
my eyes began watering and a lump in my throat formed making me drop my arms from my chest where they were still crossed.
dropping the phone next to herself on the bed, "awe bae", bree stood up wrapping her arms around me.
i let myself fall into her and the tears escape from my eyes as she rocked our bodies back and forth. i was frustrated — me crying only made my frustration grow stronger and the tears get heavier.
"is this more than just them getting back together", she pushed me back holding onto my shoulder and looked at me with a sad expression, wiping my salty tears from my cheeks for me.
