paul breach x reader

depressive episode

I ran all the way home, trying to forget about Paul breach, and his stupid choccy woccys and his stupid-ass green green grass dances.. and everything! I was crying my eyes out. I can't believe him. I thought he was the best man I ever met, but.. i suppose not.

I burst through my door and slammed it closed. I fell to my knees and leaned against the door, sobbing. Why did i go out with him..

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I awoke on the sofa. I checked the time and it was 6 am. I must have cried myself to sleep. Whatever.
I got up and walked to the bathroom. I washed my face, brushed my hair and teeth and walked out of the bathroom. I walked into my room and got changed. It felt strange not waking up next to Paul, but.. I suppose we weren't going to be together forever, like he promised. Things weren't going to be the same anymore and I had to accept that. I looked at my phone and saw lots of messages from Paul Breach.

Bubs, it wasn't like that!
Please come back, I promise!
please..
5 missed calls.

Why is he begging me to come back? He's the one who loved other girls and got a 16 year old pregnant! He's a nonce. Well, allegedly. Why did I follow him back to his house?

Maybe I should call him back.

No, no that's stupid.

But..

Okay fine.

I pick up my phone and call him back.

"Paul?"

"Oh my god! Hello bubba! I need to tal-"

"Paul, I know you are a nonce."

"Bubba, no, they're lying!"

"She was 16, possibly 17."

"Look, it's not true!"

"What about all the evidence."

"Bubba.."

"Okay, whatever. I'll come back to you."

"Yay!!"

"Goodbye Paul."

I hang up the phone and put it in my pocket.

Will this be a bad idea?