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THIS STORY CONTAINES:
Sexual content, strong language, self harm, eating disorder, r@pe, abuse, substance/drug(s), panic attack(s), and manipulation/mental abuse
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"Your the one who snores so fucking loud" Mattia hissed as I wiped my makeup off
"At least I don't kick in my sleep" I hissed back
"You literally do tho"
"No I literally don't fucking bitch"
"I only kick because you kick I'm just kicking back"
"I don't kick I also don't drool"
"YES YOU DO BRO"
"NO I DONT"
"Mars can literally hear you snore shit"
"Ya know fine then I'll just sleep on the couch upstairs" I said while thieving the make up wipe away We've been arguing non stop all week Now I know what they mean by If you love someone don't move in with them All though every time we get into a argument He puts in his contacts and smiles at me while stairing deep into my soul Like this
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But he's usually smiling It's unnecessarily funny But all he's been doing today is pointing out Every single thing I do that he doesn't like And I DONT DROOL OR KICK IN MY SLEEP it's honestly annoying
Mattia's pov
Fuckikkkk Ok maybe Just maybe I've been making myself point out everything that she does that I don't like Because my feelings are getting stronger Like huh!? So I've been trying to deactivate my feelings But I can't control these bitches anymore So when I go downstairs I don't know what's gonna happen
"Hey get up off the couch" I said while standing there she didn't move
"Lyn cmon" Nothing
"Lyn I'm sorry cmon" I said while bending down and wrapping my arms around her
"Get off of me Mattia"
"Mhmm no thanks" I said as she turned around And looked at me Ughhhhh Fuck it Ima tell her I'm going to do it Let's go Mattia any day now Ok
