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"you didn't cheat, but you're still a traitor"
In which she sees her best friend for the
first time since before summer with a
girl she never expected him to date.
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*adult language*
*lower case is intentional*
DISCLAIM...
it's been a few weeks since my grandma passed away.
the funeral was a a week ago today.
I've been getting better and coping somehow. you would assume it gets easier as it keeps happening but it only gets harder. the more death you have to mourn, the more pain you feel.
corbyn's been by my side the whole time. I love him. more than anyone. he's my person.
and to think I considered being with brett instead. he wouldn't do what corbyn has done for me.
"I got more groceries" corbyn says walking through the front door.
"you don't have to do that, I can get my own groceries" I say smiling at him.
"yea but I want to" he says putting the bags down and pulling me in to kiss him.
"want to get lunch?" he says smiling inches away from me.
"I gotta put groceries away" I say pulling away from him.
"I'll help, it'll get it done faster" he says picking the bags up again.
I roll my eyes and smile at him. "you're something else" I say to him, helping with the groceries.
we finish putting them away and get in his car to go to lunch.
from these events it may seem like I'm fine and I'm doing well. I'm not. but he doesn't have to know that.
"what ever happened to that party you guys were gonna throw me the day after my birthday?"
"uh we cancelled it. didn't seem like a good time to party." he says confused at why I'm asking.
"yea well, I'm fine now and I think we should celebrate. celebrate my grandmas life and how great she was."
"I think that's a great idea but it still might be too soon no?"
"no I'm fine"
"erica-"
"I'm fine corbyn. I wanna party and drink"
"uh ok sure I'll text the group"
I turn forwards as we pull into the parking lot.
corbyn
I really don't think a party is a good idea right now but she's insisting. I want her to be happy and if she wants a party, I'll give it to her.
no matter how much I think she's lying to me about being fine. I know she's not fine, but I'm not gonna tell her that cause she'll insist that she is and we'll argue.
I don't wanna argue. I don't wanna open that conversation up yet.
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