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'Herb POV'
I didn't bother to tend to the plants.
Why do I care if Sparkling ignores me? It's not like he ever acted... kind or, nice... or... so thoughtful...
...
I hugged my pillow a bit tighter. Lying on the bed all weekend was definitely not on my bucket list, but to be fair, being alone wasn't either.
I grumbled into the sheets and reached over for my phone. I'd been scrolling through Pinterest for the past 3 hours, my phone was on 5% and so hot it could burn an egg.
I felt like trash.
Why am I doing this to myself? I hate you Sparkling... I hate you!
I hate you for making me think about you, I hate you for being the only person that has ever thought about my existence, I hate you for being...
For being...
For being someone I love.
I stopped scrolling through the photos. I could feel my cold hands shaking, a tear was starting to form in my eye. Yeah. I'm such an idiot.
I love Sparkling, don't I?
...
But he doesn't love me back. No one ever will, and even if they did, they'd just all end up like Sparkling. They always end up leaving.
I silently closed my phone and took a deep breath in, staring into the ceiling. I... I need a break. If anything, I need someone I can talk to. Someone that, even if I don't know them very well, or doesn't like me, will be able to listen and understand what I'm feeling.
Suddenly, a little light brown haired person appeared in my head. He was...winking.
Taffy.
'Sparkling POV'
"No, YOU listen to me. I'm done dealing with your shit so you better tell me where they are right now."
"Hm? Sparky, where who are?"
"Oh my fucking lord we were just talking about my parents two seconds ago, can you please listen for a damn second?" I screamed. My voice ending abruptly because of the close walls in the apartment.
I clenched onto my phone harder. This idiot refuses to tell me where my own parents are.
An annoying laugh came out on the other end of the call, "Hehe, what will you do if I don't tell you then?"
"Then I'll take your fake ass hair and shove it up your ass. That's a promise." I gritted my teeth. I need to know where my parents are, after abandoning me because of their stupid issues, I haven't seen them since.
"Ooh~, scary. Okay okay fineee. It's just a joke, calm down Spar-"
"I will not calm down until you send me address."
Then it was silent.
"Okay okay, gimme a sec. I'll text you the address."
"Oh, so you can't stay on the call when you text? I know where you live, I can and will find you if you don't keep your promise."
"I know, I know. Don't worry Sparky, I'm truthful."
BEEP BEEP BEEP, he ended the call.
I sighed, lying back down on the mini sofa. If Vampire was honest, and he really did see my parents- alive... then what would I say to them?
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For You,' |SparklingHerb Smut-Angst|
RomanceSparkling Cookie has always worked at his bar, but even so, he has never felt fully content with his life conditions. Sparkling has given up on his bitchy parents, fake-ass friends and even his love life, which he never got to truly experience. "If...
