THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED

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On the monday of the last week of term, you didn't show up.

I didn't think much of it then because sometimes you didn't show up but you were always there the next night with a bottle of alcohol and that stupid fucking smirk.

But you weren't, that night or the next.

I saw you at school but it wasn't until friday that I built up the courage to walk over to your table and say something.

"Hey, Luke I-"

I stopped when I saw the look on your face. Already uncomfortable with the stares of your friends, the disgusted look on your face was the emotional equivalent of a knife to my chest.

I turned on my heel, legging it to the bathroom before I burst in to tears.

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Heyy
Its been a while and this is bad
Chloe 8/4/15

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