(Okay but why is Robby so hot) Warnings: Mature language, Violence, slur such as whore, self harm, heavy making out.
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❝𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞?!❞
"𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 want to know Robby?" I sighed as we sat down in Smitty's dinner, he'd ordered himself a milkshake and a hamburger and I ordered a latte and dirty fries. "I just want answers; never got them off my dad I could do with them off you." He admitted. "Fair enough." I nodded taking a bite of my fry. "Shoot." I smirked. "Did you actually love me?" He wondered...
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Flashback...
"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐞 did that." I chuckled laying on Robby's lap as his fingers softly played with my hair. "I won't make you do that again- not if you don't want to." He softly told me as I met his eyes. "It was only dealing a bit of molly, I've seen worse." I assured him. "How's things at home?" Robby wondered as I sighed, "I could ask you the same thing." I shrugged as I got off of him and kissed him, "You're amazing... And beautiful." Keene told me kissing my neck. "You're so sweet and kind... I-I love you Robby Keene." I admitted to him. "I love you too Isabelle Betsy Kreese." He smirked...
Back to Now...
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"𝐖𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 to ask that after I kissed you at that party after Miguel punched you. Yeah of course I did." I sincerely informed him. "I left for a reason Robby, my family they..." I tried to say. "Actually hell why am I telling you all this, just know I never meant to hurt you." I told him finishing my fries. "It's been nearly a year don't I get some reason why? I thought we were happy." He wondered, I understood what he meant he'd moved on me too.
"It's just not that easy okay?" I sighed before leaving Robby helpless... Not purposefully.
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Flashback
"𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐍𝐨 ones gonna love me!" I whimpered sitting in the corner of our old house, I shared with Carl back then who was out fucking some random girl. I slumped down, "he's right you're everything he said." I whispered out banging my head against the wall.
"Stupid fucking whore!" I yelled taking a puff of my nearly finished cigarette. Whose going to love me, Robby sure won't? He's one of the only people I've cared about before. I finished my cigarette and stubbed it out on my arm, crying as the ash and burning continued. Little did I know that I'd have them all over my arm by the time I was nearly 17...
