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I tiredly walked in my apartment, closing the door behind me as I made my way to my white chair decorated with a zebra striped pillow and a mint green throw blanket that's half folded neatly across the back of the chair. I placed my bag down as I kicked off my shoes and gripped the chair; balancing myself as I rubbed my foot.
"Good Hell my feet hurt so bad" I thought to myself as I heard a sound coming from the bedroom. I got up making my way to the bedroom. And I stop dead.
"Again?" I questioned myself as I opened the door, my heart shattered. Atsumu looked back at me, stopping what he was doing, and jumped up.
"Really again!" I said as the girl sat up quickly covering herself with the sheets with shocked and hurt painted across her face. "Like wtf is this bitch hurt for!?" The thought ricochets through my head. She was sleeping with him and she knew I was dating him too.
"Babe look I can-" he's began but was quickly cut off by me
"Can you explain? No need for you to i have eyes. I can see" I spoke as I crossed my arms "No," he says.
"No?" I ask before continuing,"Well unless you're a surgeon performing surgery on her, in which I strongly believe that they don't rearrange people's insides using their dicks" I scoff, raising my eyebrow at him.
It was quiet for a moment.
"Dang" the redhead says.
I looked at her "Last time I checked I didn't need a comment from the peanut gallery" I spoke. She got up, and quickly got dressed. A few moments later she left.
"Pack your stuff, and leave" I simply spoke to him. _____________
10 minutes later he was dressed with his duffel bag, and drumsticks in his hand.
"Alright drummer boy you're dismissed." I pointed at the door. He walked to the door looking back at me one last time.
"See you tomorrow." he spoke
"No you won't." I say finally making myself believe the words.
"Yea I will, you know you'll be at the door when I show up, and we'll have make up sex. It's"
"A habit?" I finished
"Yea.." he said as he twisted the metal knob and stepped outside on the burgundy hallway carpet, shutting the door behind him. I walked over to the door locking it. Tears swelled in my eyes as I walked into my bedroom to take off the dirty sheets and wash them.
I stripped the bed and placed the sheets in a basket. I walked to the kitchen and started the washing machine throwing the white bed sheets, pillowcases, blanket, and a cap full of washing liquid, bleach, and downy booster inside.
I closed the lid and as I turned around, I wiped my tears as I slid down the washer. My knees pressed against my chest. I let the tears fall, no one was here and yet I still felt vanarble.
I knew I was going to leave him just to come right back to him again. It's happened many times before we both would break up then the next day we would get right back together. It was a ridiculous game we played again and again and we just couldn't leave each other alone.
I hated it, I hated him.
All of a sudden my phone rang. I got up, wiped my tears away then walked to the living room.
"Suna"
The call read. I picked up the phone and accepted the call. I took a deep breath and placed the device to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey beautiful" he said
"What do you want?" I asked
"Wanna come over"
I wanted to say no but those weren't the words that slipped from my mouth.
"Yes, but why? I asked
"You know why y/n"
"Just wanted to hear you say it Suna. Be there in 10"
"Bye"
"Bye suna"
Call Ended _____________________
My deepest apologies if the first chapter was boring.
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