Idiot

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I go upstairs and grab my phone, wallet and keys and leave to go find Jason. As I walk down the street I turn my phone on, as soon as it starts up it has a little seizure from all the calls, texts, and voicemails left by Jason. I decided to call him, rinnng, rin- "Hello?" he says in that adorable voice of his. "Hey, um, where did you go?" I ask trying to hide the emotion in my voice. I was walking to nowhere in particular since I didn't know where he lived. "I left because you told me to shut up which was an obvious sign that I was annoying you, so I left. Why did you call me?" He said, he sounded so different. "Well, you see, um," I take a deep breath, how am I supposed to explain that there's little voices in my head always telling me shit? I don't even understand it. I come up to a park and take a seat on one of the benches. "I'm gonna go, sorry for being so annoying.." He says and hangs up. I let out a sigh "IDIOT!" I scream. Why couldn't I have said something better? Now he's going to hate me. Suddenly I feel somebody's hand from behind meWhat the fuck?

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