'What the hell is with you Y/N?' Caleb demanded as you shrugged away from him for the 100th time that week. You sighed and shook your head. He slammed his hand on the table and walked to the kitchen. You looked at your phone, your hands shaking.
Crush his heart, or I crush his neck,
A.
You were so tired of being scared. And Caleb didn't need that. You put your phone in your pocket and went out to him.
'This isn't working for me anymore', you whispered. He froze and turned to look at you.
'What isn't working Y/N?', he said sharply.
'Us'. He snorted.
'I don't know who's talking but I know it's not you', he said. You blinked and furiously wiped away a stray tear. He looked at you and wiped your cheek with his thumb. You closed your eyes, but saw As text in your head. You pulled away.
'I don't want you anymore Caleb. You're just a homeless waste of space!', you said. And A definitely crushed someones heart-yours. He looked at you and shook his head. He grabbed your phone before you could stop him.
'Who the hell is A Y/N?!
Crap.
