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Thunder roared
"kurt, how could you!" I screamed, "i dont- i dont know! i was drunk! she forced herself on me!" he said. "those are no excuses! you cant just say you were drunk! i know you wanted it because you were horny!" i screamed at him getting up, i grabbed his stuff and threw it outside on the wet porch. "what the hell are you doing?" he yelled, it was the first time he had yelled at me in our three year relationship, i flinched, he looked at me, his eyes filled with pure vulnrability. "your out." i said calmly. "what?.." he paused. "your out of the house, kurt." i continued softly and i looked up at him, no more tears, no more sadness in my facial expression, it was all inside of me. "i messed up y/n...please, i know i cant go back but i can go forward...please." he begged. "no kurt, im not letting you have no consiquences! your a peice of shit, and you would never survive out there without me and im glad you wont, because then i'll be in your head, every minute, every second, every day. and you'll constantly be reminded of what you lost." i glared at him. he stayed silent and just walked out, the car pulled out of the driveway and i slammed the door, dropping to my knees. why would he do this? we were so perfect. why? i pittied myself. i slept on the floor that night, i didnt want to get up, i had just lost everything. no- i didnt lose everything. it lost me.
274 words, sorry it was short but im tired and i still did it.
