the twisted truth C.B

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Chapter twenty four

The way back home was a lot more fun, music blared from the speakers and we all sang a long like dumb idiots, although I was dreading arriving and having to head myself back home. Colby was right, I should just end what I have with Wren, it was pointless to keep doing this..he was only taking away my freedom. And it was draining me. I leaned my head against the car window and shut my eyes as let my head overthink things as it usually did.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and I groaned,
"We're here, Izzyy..wake up.." Colby's voice made my eyes open, looking around, grasping at where I was.
"Oh..we're at your house.." I let out a small chuckle, he nodded, I looked over at the front seats and Sam and Kat weren't there. "How long have we been here?" I asked curiously as I unbuckled my seatbelt, he stepped out of the already open car door and grinned, "Like fifteen minutes, it felt wrong to bother you..Car sleeps are good sleeps.."
"They are..thanks Colbs." I got out of the car too.
I reached to my purse and began rummaging for my keys, "Are you leaving.?" He asked as he looked over at me from the front door, his hand stayed put on the handle. "I should head back and face my reality shouldn't i?" I faked a grin, more like a painful one, he sighed, "Yeah you should." He gave me a comforting look.

I then looked down at my keys in hand, "This sucks you know?" I mumbled to him.
"What?" He asked as he stepped closer to me,
"Never mind.." I shook my head, not wanting to burden him with my thoughts again, he gave me a light smile, "Text me okay?" He patted my shoulder as he began to turn around, making his way to the front door. I reached into my purse for my keys as I began making my way over to my car.

I drove home silently, considering my options tonight, I could go home, pretend everything is normal as usual..as if I hadn't spent my entire day wishing I wasn't with him anymore, or I could tell him, tell him that I don't love him anymore, that we shouldn't be together. That the past three years were a waste of our time, I sighed as I pulled into the complex's parking lot. Dreading to make my way inside.

I shut the apartment door quietly as I made my way inside, all the lights were turned off, I made my way slowly into his room, and he was there, typing away at his laptop, he looked up at me, a small smile curved onto his lips, his green eyes met mine and I shivered. "Hey beautiful.."
Hey what? He hadn't greeted me like this in years, not since we started seeing each other, it was so warm..it was weird.
"Hey.." I mumbled, making my way over to our closet, grabbing my favourite pair of sweats and my t-shirt. I felt his hands caress my waist from behind and I sighed quietly. "I miss you. It's weird to not have you around all day, staring at your computer, chugging cups of coffee.." He chuckled, I turned around and gave him a questionable look.
"What is going on? Why're you acting like this?"
"Acting like what? Im serious Iris." He gave me an offended glance and I rolled my eyes.
"You're a bitch you know that?!" He shouted, I grinned nodding, "there he is.."
"Shut up. You leave for two days and you come here acting all superior. You cant just disappear like that!" He yelled into my face, I sighed and held onto my clothes tightly. "I can't do this anymore Wren." I began to cry softly, this was tearing me apart. Wether we had beautiful history or not, it wasn't what it used to be, and he certainly wasn't who he used to be. "You're breaking up with me?" He scoffed. "Yeah I am. You're mean, you're possessive and you don't care about anyone but yourself. You've hurt me physically and mentally these past years and it's been absolutely exhausting..one minute you adore me and the next you hate me, you're a cheater, you-" "Shut up bitch. Leave. I never fucking loved you anyways. Good luck finding someone who will put up with your ugly fat ass as much as I did." He spat, I wiped a tear from my eye and sighed, taking a bag out of the closet, grabbing as much as my clothes from the closet that could fit into my duffel bag.

Once I finished packing I took a last glance at the horrific man who sat at the kitchen island, I reached for the front door handle, ready to finally move on from this chapter for good, but I just couldn't leave that easily, I turned to face him again and he rolled his eyes. "You're making a big mistake Iris. You and I both know you'll be back next week, just like usual. So just for this time, I love you okay? Don't go be a big slut during our little breakup okay?" He turned back to his computer and I scoffed.
"How many people have you slept with since we started dating besides me?" I asked, holding onto my duffel bag tightly, his brown eyes met mine and he began to make a thinking face, "Like twenty two?" He shrugged, "I'm not sure." He looked back down at his laptop and I turned back to the door, opening it. I then turned around to him one last time again, "Colby and I fucked right where you're sitting right now. And anywhere else in here you can think of you fucking manipulative, lying fuck." I walked out, slamming the door loudly.

I knocked at the familiar front door, hoping they would take me in, I was a stray and alone.
The door opened widely and they gave me a sad look.