𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒━━━━━𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎✰

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emory's pov

    I STARE AT THE VIDEO AS TEARS stream down my face. it's been a day and i still haven't had a single text from chris. not one.

but he's out making tiktok's with girls talking about, 'remember last night because i blacked out.' i'm not getting it. we were on good terms once i left. i mean for fucks shakes he's literally my boyfriend.

i wipe my eyes and wash my face pinching my cheeks to get rid of my ridiculous eye bags. i get on tiktok and make some videos outside in the snow.

one thing i love about canada is the constant snow. i make tiktok and post my favorite one.

i honestly don't know if i want to go back. no one's texting me back. let alone thinking about me. this is getting out of control. i press paytyns contact and call her. after a few rings she picks up.

"hey." she says like she just talked to me and we had a whole great conversation about how life was going.

"why haven't you been answering me?" i ask bititng my lip.

"i've just been busy."

"so you've all just been busy?" anger is obvious laced in my voice.

"emory. that tiktok with chris in it was nothing. there's no reason to flip out about it."

"it's not just the tiktok paytyn. he hasn't answered or texted me once, he also was with leah. okay paytyn? you don't have the fucking right to invalidate my fucking feelings." i hang up the phone.

my friend marie has been asking me to hangout since i got here. i pull out my phone to call her but a call from chris pops up. i answer it immediately.

"hey." i say.

"hey baby. i miss you."

"i miss you." i mumble.

"what's wrong emory?" he says.

"chris, is something going on with us?" i start to cry.

i get a facetime call from him and i answer it. he's sitting in his room laying on his bed.

"em why would you think that something was wrong with us?" he says putting his face up right to the screen.

"you haven't answered any of my text since i've gotten home and i've seen the tiktok with that blonde girl and that picture with you and leah and i couldn't even get a text from you." i say crying even harder.

"baby, baby no. i lost my phone. i accidentally left it at the pool place and no one would let me borrow their phones. i'm not sleeping with leah that was an old picture okay? she's just trying to stir up drama between us. and that blonde slut is fourteen she just wanted to make a tiktok."

"gosh i'm going crazy without you." i say rubbing my eyes.

"i love you emory. get some sleep and get home to me as fast as you can tomorrow." he says kissing the camera back.

"i will. i love you christopher." i say hanging up the phone.

i get on tiktok and some edits of me and chris pop up. a lot of them are from the friday car video from where he grabbed my hand and kissed my palm and when i pulled his chain out of his shirt. i smile.

i'm so in love with him. i pull my hair up in two braids and get on youtube to watch there new wednesday video. it was a q&a. there was a question asked if me and chris were dating and he says, 'yup that's my girl. love of my life.'

that's my boy for life. my phone goes of from a text message. i look and it's from an unknown number.

xxx-xxx-xxxx
if you don't break up with chris i'll ruin your life.

i roll my eyes and laugh. what kind of fucking little kid joke is this. my phone goes off again from the same number but i received pictures this time.

pictures of me snorting crack. great. fucking crack whore. it doesn't bug me if people know but it will ruin chris. all his fans will be disappointed. no one wants to be associated with someone associated with a crackhead.

i'm not a crackhead anymore though. chris loves me that shouldn't affect anything. i click on the unknown number and block it. nothing is coming between me and chris again.

absolutely nothing.