f.r. ~ dependant

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D3
Janitors closet, Eden Hall
Thursday, 1996
01:09 p.m.

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"We can't keep doing this."

"Keep doing what?" Says Fulton. "Sneak me away from classes!" I whisper-shouted.

"What? I thought you liked it. You said it was fun." He said. "Well, I realized it's not and I should be focusing on my studies. I really should be, so if you don't mind, I'm leaving now." I said but he stopped me from leaving.

He chuckles. "Hey, why are you acting like this?" He questioned.

I sighed. "It's just... I can't be seen with you, Fulton." I said. "Um, okay? You said that the first time we kissed and we still got together secretly anyway." He said.

"Well, it's gotten really serious now." I muttered. "Serious? What's serious?" He asked.

"Forget it. Can we have this conversation another time, please?" "No, finish what you're trying to say. What's so serious?" He insisted.

I sighed, feeling nervous to tell him but I can't lie to him.

"There's pictures of us in the papers. Your face isn't shown but mine as and, well..." I paused. "It was us... Kissing." I said.

"Well, who cares? I don't. I don't care how far the whole world tears us apart. All I know is that I'll always find my way back to you no matter how much it hurts." He said. "I'm not gonna just let some writing on paper change what we've got."

"Fulton, I'm sorry. You can't have me anymore. I can't have you..." I said. "Wait, what?" He chuckled.

"So you do care about your reputation more than me?" "Yeah, I do! Why? Because my reputation depends on everything. My future, my family and my good, awesome, innocent friends! They've known me all my life and you've just entered it." I said.

He was silent for a moment then he scoffed. "So I was just some toy to you, hmm? You just wanted me to please you?" He said.

"No, Fulton I--" but then he cut me off.

"Forget it, Y/n. You're right and I'm an idiot. See you at practice. Or even better... Never." He said then left.

I watched him leave, making me feel absolutely guilty and hate myself even more.

"I love you." I whispered.

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HI THIS BOOK IS STILL ALIVE DON'T WORRY

hope this is okay for now.

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