Keep It Lowkey | Lilhuddy

Chapter Fifty Seven

When I tell you I YEETED out of the room, I mean I YEETED out of the room.

"Anna wait! Shit!"
Chase yelled running after me.

Yes buddy, shit.

I'm not gonna cry

I'm not gonna cry

I'm not gonna cry.

We both probably looked stupid as shit as I ran full speed through the hallways with Chase running after me.

I could feel my eyes getting glossier and my face getting hotter. No please no.

I increased my speed as I tried to get away from him as much as possible. The fucker is too fast for me that at one point I felt him grabbing my arm.
"fuck off.. Leave me alone.. Fuck you!"
I struggled with all my power and tried to push him and kick him ignoring all 'anna', 'please' and "calm down' s that he was trying to say.

Finally, after a couple minutes he got ahold of my other arm, forcing me in place. I kept my head to the side. I couldn't look at him. I felt so fucking weak. I could feel my eyes getting tired of hiding the tears and slowly starting to give up.

Please no.

"Anna"

I can't believe I allowed myself to go through this

"Anna please look at me"

I can't believe I allowed myself to fall in love, again. The first tear fell. I blinked it away angrily. Fuck. No. I can't cry in front of him.

I tried to wipe it away but his hold on me prevented me from doing so. Instead, chase wiped it with his hand slowly as he forced both my hands in his one other hand. On his touch, I broke down. His soft gentle hand on me brought back so many memories. Why? Why would he do this to me?

I finally looked at him, his figure was totally blurry with the tears in my eyes but once I looked at him, my eyes shut themselves so tightly that my upper face was starting to hurt. I sobbed and hiccuped like never before. I felt myself being pushed to his chest but I was too weak to resist.

Too broken to resist the person who broke me.

"shshshshsh.. It's okay"
I sobbed more and more as I felt his hands rubbing my back and hair.

Never, in my whole life, did I ever appear this weak in front of a man.

I cried more as I remembered how he used to hold me all the time. How he used to rub my hair because he knew it made me relaxed. How he'd just cuddle up with me whenever we're in the same place.

More tears fell from my eyes and more sobs escaped me as I remembered how he hugged my crying figure and held my hand all the way through the release of josselyn.

The memories just kept coming to my head like flashing cameras.

That one time when I brought him Starbucks for the first time Making myself look like a total creep as I listed his order even though he never told it to me.

That one time he held me closely and laughed that I got mad he kissed a girl in his the eulogy of you and me video.

That one time he held me close to his heart when I was too overworked.

The release of his first song, twenty first century vampire, and our night on my dad's yacht.

These many times he'll get jealous of how much male friends I have. And the times I'd get jealous of all his girl friends trying to flirt with him while he just thought it's funny.