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- Much Love, Your Dear Author.
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TW: Rejection, Brief Homophobia, Gender Dysphoria, Traumatic Episodes.
You have been warned.
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Darryl didn't.
He didn't love her. (At least that's what he thinks.)
Darryl took an audibly deep breath, "Skeppy... Zoe..." He started, not knowing how to phrase this.
(She tensed at the tone.)
"I'm sorry, Zo. I don't. I don't like you that way.. "
The silence was deafening.
He heard Zo's breath hitch, tears rolled down her face.
"I— I... " Her voice very obviously broke, she cursed internally. "Bad, It's fine. Really."
He tensed, he knew that tone. The one she always made when she was upset. Really upset, not trolling. Plus, she called her Bad, not Dar or Darryl.
(It made his heart twist.)
" 'Zo, I—"
"No! No! It's fine!" She exclaimed, tone incredulous.
"Bad." "Really it's fine. We—" a traitorous sob tore free from her mouth.
"We're— ... I'm fine, Bad. Really..."
The following silence was more deafening than the last.
"Listen Bad— This is great, but, I—" she took a deep breath. "I need fresh air."
She hastily pressed the leave button, she felt like on the verge of a panic attack. Leaving the VC in nothing but silence.
She pushed her chair away from her desk. From her best friend. (Were they even friends anymore?)
She was working on autopilot, she walked towards the nearest wall.
She couldn't breathe, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't breathe—
She slammed her head against the wall, not stopping even as her head started leaking red. Not stopping even when she was bleeding.
This wasn't happening— not again. NOT AGAIN—
The only thing she saw last when her eyes rolled to the back of her skull, was the floor. Blood? Was that blood? —
And she was out.
•—·—•
When she woke up she was in her old school infirmary. She winced as she held her head.
The nurse turned his head abruptly. His eyebrows rose up in surprise.
"Oh, good morning dear. Or good afternoon, rather."
"What—" she winced again, "Careful young man!" The nurse reprimanded her(him?).
"What. The. Fuck!"
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