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[ Y/N ]

⚠️TW⚠️
•HEARTBREAK•
(JUST TELLING YOU, MY HEART BROKE JUST BY WRITING THIS)

Hurt is all I can describe how I feel right now.

Don't you hate the feeling of being stuck in a love triangle? Because I do.

I found out that I wasn't the only girl he's been talking to. I was one out of two girls he's been talking to.

Adam Banks made me feel like a second option when he's around her.

I was lying in bed with my hockey team, The Ducks, sitting around me. We all met her. Her, being the other girl Adam has been talking to.

I haven't been to school for two days, and I know everybody knows how I feel.

I feel stupid.

I feel dumb.

I feel insecure.

I feel like a second option.

I feel like I'm not enough.

God I hate feeling this way.

I've been feeling down ever since I met her. I can't compete with her.

She's gorgeous.

She's flawless.

Name every name that goes with beautiful, because that's what she is.

"Is she okay?" I hear Averman asks.

"No you idiot!" I hear Goldberg says, hearing a slap after that.

"Y/n, can you get up?" I hear Connie voice, with her hand on my shoulder.

"You can't be in bed all day," Luis says.

I lift myself up and look at them. All I see in their eyes is sympathy, and I hate it.

"Don't ask if I'm okay, because I'm not," my voice cracks. "We've been talking for two months, and he's made me feel like the only damn girl in the world, but I just found out that i-I'm not." I break down. "She won," is all I can say.

"She's fucking gorgeous, and seeing him so happy hurts. Because I'm not the one making him like that, she is!" Tears start forming in my eyes, "I-I know that you guys are going to say, 'he doesn't deserve you' but what do I deserve?! Because seeing his face breaks my heart and I can't hide the fact I'm not in p-pain when you can see that I am!"

Tears fall down my cheeks. I can't even see clear when I speak. All I see is the figures of my friends in front of me, but my vision is blurry.

"Y/n, we didn't know either. So seeing you like this breaks our heart too," Charlie says, but I just shake my head.

I know they didn't know, because if they did, I would've known sooner.

"I really want to m-move on, but I can't. He's made me feel so happy that I can't let the feeling go," I let out a breath as I continue. "Why am I not good enough?" I ask, "what does she have that I don't? Everything," I let out a laugh, "s-she's so..."

That was it. That was my breaking point. I broke down even talking about her, cause she made me feel so insecure. I couldn't even finish my sentence.

I felt hands wrap around me, and they pull me into their chest and I just cry into their shirt. I knew it was Connie. She always made specific patterns on my back when I always feel down, and it calms me.