𝒗𝒊) meeting with Jane Volturi.

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TW: BREAK UP AND MATURE LANGUAGE.

“Fuck no, (Y/N)!” Your girlfriend, well your ex-girlfriend yelled. “Let me explain myself! It wasn’t what it looked like!” She tried to explain herself.

“Shut up, Jessica,” You gritted your teeth in anger, hoping that the tears pooled up in your eyes wouldn’t drip. You wouldn’t waste any of your tears for the wrong person. “Just fuck off. I don't want to see your lying ass ever.” You grunted, trying your best not to punch the blonde’s face.

“Fine,” She exhaled. “I cheated on you because you push people away! You were always a fucking boring bitch. All my friends’ partners were fucking amazing and romantic to them and while I was wasting my time with you! Get this right, (Y/N) Fucking (L/N),” She grabbed your head as her long fake nails threatened to puncture your head. “You never deserved have someone of a higher standard like me.” She scowled at you, grabbing her bag as she left. You were shaking as you cried, reading the sexting chats of your ex-girlfriend with her boytoy whom she was cheating with on you. She was never this affectionate to you yet, she complaint.

She was just with you for your wealth. But grew tired from your existence when you decided to donate your entire fortune to the orphans and decided to live in a small apartment by yourself.

8 hours — they went by so quickly, you were still crying. You grabbed your phone to see it had only 3% charge. Sighing you connected it with the charging pad.

After crying that much, you were actually feeling well but tired, regardless. You knew, you had to move on. Jessica won’t be caring. She was cheating on you after all. You took a cold shower, feeling to remove the grease and dirt from your face and body from the exertion you had. Dressed in a pair of sweatshirt and shorts.

You ate some ice-cream from the bucket, you had for movie nights with Jessica. After a while, you decided to type in your group chat to your friends on your laptop.

Y/N bby 💫
hey guys.

Madelyn hoe😈
omg
how could you even come back!

Louisa nerd🧠
girl the breakup was between them
you should stfu

Henry Chad 🤠
i am with Jessica.
Sorry not sorry.

Louisa nerd🧠
you’ll are assholes for picking sides
they both are our friends.
To be fair
Jessica cheated on (Y/N)
not the other way around

Madelyn hoe😈
don’t blame my bestie Jess!
(Y/N) was always boring
If I was at Jess's place
I would also cheat on (Y/N)

(Y/N) bby 💫
okay guys.
have fun with your lives.

(Y/N) bby 💫 has left the group besties 4life 🔥

You just sighed, closing your laptop. Not even a few moments later, you were crying as you were sitting on the edge of the bridge with a bottle of whiskey. “You are thinking about ending your life?” The voice beside you asked. It was a girl’s voice. Too sweet but too emotionless.

“Maybe,” You choked on your tears. The silence took over between you both till you decided to ask her, “Why are you here?”

“Needed some fresh air,” She sighed. As you fully turned your head at her. You saw how beautiful she was. She had slicked back golden blonde hair which she tied up in a bun. Majority of her body was covered with her black clothing.“Is it even worth it?” She asked.

“Huh?”

“Is it even worth it?” She turned her head to you. She had a beautiful face that glowed like the moonlight. She had full lips and natural big doe eyes which she adorned with neon blue eyeshadow. She was great at make-up. “The reason you are trying to kill yourself?” Her crimson eyes held such curiosity. “No matter what your answer is, I don't think it's worth it.” She responded, her head held high.

You were either too drunk to ask about her strange eyes or just too ignorant to even care. “My friends hate me,” You said, your eyes flooding with warm tears again. “My girlfriend left me.”

She tilted her head, “Then make new friends.” She straightened her head, smoothing down her dress. “Find a new partner. Go back home, it's too late.”

“It’s not as easy, you think it is.” You laughed shaking your head.

She stopped on her tracks as she was leaving. She turned her face at you with a soft smile, “Everything will be easy if you make the choice to live.”


Question: Milkshake or ice-cream?
Me: Ice-cream all the way!

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