☆CLICHÉ☆
In which two dorks get into an argument that feels all too familiar.
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In movies, usually rain would signify a climatic point in the lovers relationship. A point where they are just about breaking away from one another - away from the others negativity or should I say, shit.
Never in my teenage life would I have imagined that I would be in such a cliche scenario.
But here I am, drenched from head to toe, running away from the one that broke my heart, blinking away the tears that formed in my eyes.
Now I get why they keep running when their names are called by their lover. Just talk to them. Now I realize how it truly feels. I misjudged the ease of doing such. I now understand that it is hard to look at the one you had trusted your heart with and talk to them without crumbling to ruins.
After having your trust crushed, how will you ever look at them the same.
All you'll see is a liar, cheater, a monster.
"ASH!" Gou's voice reach my ears through the heavy pouring rain. "I'm sorry!" I ran faster.
Liar.
"Ash, I didn't mean to do it! Honest!" His voice was getting louder as were his footsteps.
Cheater.
He was close enough for me to hear his breathing. It was clear even through the rain. I tried to run faster but his hand grabbed mine and pulled me towards him. I slammed against his wet chest as he wrapped his arms securely around my neck. "Ash I'm sorry. I didn't mean to release your Butterfree."
Tears rolled down my eyes and I began to sniffle, "BUT YOU DID!" I cried. "Stupid!" I buried my face in the crook of his neck.
Gou chuckled, "I'm sorry. It was a misclick... honest. Here, how 'bout I trade you mine?" His fingers pat my wet hair.
"Monster." I growled, wrapping my hands around his waist. "Also your Sobble."
"What?!"
We both caught a cold the next day.
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