Consequences ~Justin Foley

Self Fucking Sabotage

"What the fuck was that?"
"And here again is the famous Foley. At my window?"
And I'm talking to myself because he can't even hear me . And he won't because he's staying on the other side of that window.

Ever since I collapsed on my bedroom floor I haven't moved. I passed out from crying. I never knew I could do that.
I don't even know what happened or what caused it but the pain keeps crashing down on me every time I'm alone in this room.

Every time I let myself give up the moment I step into this room. My walls come crashing down.

I've been sat on my bedroom floor with my arms hugging my knees to my chest.
I fucking miss her. I miss her and I hate everyone who's ever caused her pain including the person who's standing outside.

And I hate my mother. She should be here, she should've been here to hold my hand tell me everything was okay.

And Jeff, he just went. He didn't prepare himself, he's just, gone.

"Fallon!"

"Really gotta start getting soundproof." I mutter as I stare at the window hoping I wouldn't hear his voice any longer.
Just give up Foley.

"Get down here. Fallon I know you're awake!" Justin yells and I groan trying not to scream but I don't wake up Matt and Lainie he definitely will.
If one person can turn my depression into anger. It's always going to be him.

I haven't moved in hours. But the idiot makes me stomp my feet to my window within seconds with my head popping out with no response.
If I give him the silent treatment maybe he'll go away.

"Fine then im coming up." He says as he instantly climbed up fast enough that I didn't even get the time to lock my window.

Never mind, silent treatment didn't work.

"Fucking hell you got muscle memory or something." I haven't seen him in here in a while. I hate that I don't mind the sight of him in my room. I hate that I miss this feeling.

"Clay is so fucking done. What he fucking did to Tyler-" Justin pointed his finger at my face and I push it away from my face.
"Did you know he was going to pull that shit?!"

"No. And I don't care I have bigger things to deal with."
I say actually sounding really unbothered about the nude Clay sent around.

"When I get my hands on him-"

"What? What are you going to do Justin?" I asked him and he let out a threatening laugh.

"You just wait Fal. I'm gonna bring Jensen down. You need to fucking stop him." His tone was so deep as he stands so close to me and he actually did sound threatening.

"Or what Foley? Huh." I asked raising my brow at him and he stopped for a moment and scanned his eyes around the room for a split second.

"Nice supplements you got there. Wonder if Clays mom would like to find out." Seriously? That was his threat?

"Hot girlfriend you got there? Wonder if Jessica would like to find out whose room you're in? Especially if she found out about last year." I grinned and the words were a lot more powerful than his.

"Fix it, or I will." He said walking towards the window ready to jump down.
"And change your fucking room. It hasn't changed at all." Hey what's so wrong with my room?!

"I'm not fixing anything. You know why Foley?"
"Why?"
"Because I don't care." I say as my voice breaks the tears pricking through my eyes and I mentally curse myself for being so weak to cry in front of him.

And I see the immediate worry that hits his eyes.
"Good night Justin." He hears my voice break and when he tries stepping forward I push him away.

"Fal-"
"Please," the moment I blink the tear falls on my cheek but I quickly wipe it away trying to keep a straight face. "Just go."