fake bitch

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 "just take time to think about it i don't want to ru-" 

he says before i cut him off "yes i would love to jimmy" i say while rapping my arms around him. "wait really?!" jimmy says suprised. 

"yeah honestly your right i need time away and ive missed you so much i wouldn't want to be any where else." i say honestly. 

"okay well we will be leaving tomorrow after the game so do you want to come to the game?" jimmy asks as he stands up. 

"yeah okay sounds good" i said "okay ill wake you up in the morning i love you bri goodnight" jimmy says as he opens the door "love you too goodnight" i say as i closed my eyes.

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-next morning-

"wake up bri bri" jimmy wispers as he softly shakes me and my eyes begin to flutter open. "start getting ready were leaving in 30" jimmy states as he walks out the room. as i get up i yawn and rub my eyes. all my thoughts from yesterday flood my head. maybe its true... maybe i can't ever be loved.

-flashback 10 years ago- 

(authors note : frank is briannas father and crystal is her mother)

i was woken up to the sound of footsteps going around the house. i deside to go see what it is. as i get to the bottom of the stairs i see my dad with a backpack and a suitcase with the nob of the front door in his hand. "oh hey honey" frank says with a little jump. "where are you going daddy?" i said as i get closer. "i-i uhh im going to be gone for a while" she says while looking down. "for how long" i say back. "for a while" he says walking closer to you. "i promise ill come see you though" he states now dropping to his knees allowing him to be eye level with you. i knew what was happening. he's done this before. "your leaving for good aren't you?" "thats it?" i say as tears begin to form. he looks at me with sadness in his eyes as he gets up and turns around walking towards the door. "daddy please don't leave, please. you know how bad moms getting. if you love us don't leave" i say as the tears that were once forming now have fallin. he didn't stop. "if you love me" i yell. he stops but doesn't turn around. he shakes his head slightly and walks out the door closing it behind him.

-flashback ending-


present.

as the memory plays in my head i allow acouple tears to fall. "i need to get ready" i say to myself. i begin doing my makeup and curling my hair which took 15 minutes allowing sometime for me to put an outfit together. i end up picking out a comfy fit 

"lets go" jimmy yells from downstairs

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"lets go" jimmy yells from downstairs. i grab my purse and go downstairs. "you ready?" jimmy asks as he opens the front door for me. "yeah lets go" i say walking out.                                                                                                                   * flash forword to getting to the stadium*

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