when you guys walked in every guy was starring at you and looking you up n down, not gonna lie you kinda liked the attention you saw mattia was getting sad, mad, and jelous but you didnt care, you just wanted to be happy, you and the group went into a room we all were very confused in why we were in a room alone and not partying, then kobe said
Kobe: ok guys you guys need to forgive eachother now, you guys have known eachother for the longest you cant just let that go
y/n: i guess we can, you started walking away then kobe grabbed your arm and said "y/n please lets forgive eachother"
you looked at him and started yelling " how can i forgive the people i loved and belived a bitch i hate over me, and all i did was love them, huh i tried to be happy, i kept running for them but when did they ever run for me huh, never, exactly, i hate my life, do you ever think i wanna live like this
STILL YOUR POV:no i fucking dont but i have to, i love my mom and dad, I JUST DONT GET WHY I GIVE ALL MY LOVE TO SOMEONE AND THEY JUST THROW IT AWAY, I LOVED MY DAD AND HE JUST HIT ME, RAPED ME, AND BEAT THE LIVING HELL OUT OF ME AND HURT ME AND TOLD ME TO KILLMYSELF, AND ALL I DID WAS GIVE HIM MY LOVE BUT I GUESS THAT WASNT GOOD ENOUGH I GUESS I WASNT GOOD ENOUGH.... YOU GUYS I LOVE YOU GUYS I REALLY DO BUT I JUST CANT FORGIVE YOU I JUST CANT I HAVE NO MORE FUCKING TRUST, OMG I JUST HATE MY LIFE WHY CANT IT JUST END...
everyone looked at you shocked and sadKobe: y/n im so sorry, i just wanna fix things with you guys, cause they still love you, when you left all they did was cry and try to run to you
Kobe: all im saying is you should forgive because if you keep holding on, it can affect your mental health
y/n: OMG OMG( you said mad)
Kobe: please just try, i want the peace to start, please i beg you, if you really loved me you would do it for me
y/n: ok....ok... fine i guess, but if anoyone fucks up, then it will be a supriseeveryone got happy and jumped up and hugged you
Everyone: omg y/n we missed you so much
y/n: i missed you too ig...
