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She didn't bother even resisting the kiss from that person. She simply melted into it, returning the kiss with passion. They were drunk at a party, and with how long it's been going she had forgotten about her significant other.
That was me.
I could only watch as she flirted with basically everyone at the party, completely forgetting about my existence. I closed my eyes and turned away. That was the last straw. I couldn't do it anymore. I've only followed her one party. I don't want to know what she's done when I'm not around. I trusted her. Perhaps too much.
The sound of the party were further drowned out by my thoughts. I downed the contents of the cup in my hand and walked away, not wanting to see her anymore. I decided that my presence here would only serve as a nuisance, and with that thought in mind I left the party, knowing that the love between us was unrequited.
In fact, it was her who first approached me for the first date. I was flustered of course. I stumbled with my words, but we eventually got together. That was the happiest moment of my life.
I should have known something was amiss. But I was lost in my ignorance. She made me the happiest I've been, and for that I'm grateful. But the events tonight felt like someone had shot my through the heart. Even thinking of what she's doing at the moment hurt.
I didn't know how long this had been going on, but it seemed to be long enough. I wandered through the streets at night, eyes swollen from all the crying.
The worst part was I knew that person. He has been been hitting on her for the longest time, trying to get in her pants. I stopped myself there. I didn't want to do anymore damage to myself.
Sure, it was cowardly for me to have walked away from her when she was clearly drunk. But seeing someone you love kiss someone else as passionately as they've kissed you only drives the knife deeper into the wound.
I'm a fucking mess. I don't even know where I am right now. But that doesn't matter. Not right now.
"Y/N? Is that you?"
I turned around, only to be met with the concerned gaze of Gura..? Why would she be in a place like this? Not like that mattered. I didn't even know where I was.
It was obvious to her that something was wrong. She could see it immediately. I gave her a smile and wave, but my pathetic attempt only made her suspicious. She approached me and immediately noticed my puffed eyes and tears.
"Oh my god are you alright? What happened?" Gura dropped what she was carrying and rushed up to me. She first checked for any bruises, but found none. Self harming was far from what I wanted to do to myself at that moment.
"Where's REDACTED? Isn't she always with you?" Gura asked, looking around for said girl. She could smell the alcohol off of me. I know it. That and, she was a shark after all.
