Johnny Beecher

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☆Y/N POV☆

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Y/N POV

"Don't even fucking lie, Johnny! I already know the truth! I know you've been sleeping with another girl. So why even pretend and act innocent? I have proof!" I yelled, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Oh, yeah?" Johnny yelled. "What proof? Who did you get it from?"

Tears streamed down my face as I gazed into his eyes.

"You're not even fucking denying it, you liar!" I said with rage, throwing my hands around to get my point across.

"Don't call me that!"

"Yeah? Why not?" I asked. "I'm just calling you by what you are! You're the biggest liar I've ever met, John!"

"Show me the damn proof then," he said with a scarily calm tone. I tossed him my phone and saw his eyes show guilt for a second before they flickered back cold. He stared at me. His usual bright blue eyes were dark.

"Y/N—" Johnny began before I interrupted him.

"No! I'm not letting you sit there and lie to my face, saying you're so sorry for cheating and that it was a mistake when clearly, you don't feel too bad about it by the looks of you!"

"You're right," Johnny began, with a dangerous tone dripping with his every word. "You don't want me to be a liar? Okay, well, here's the truth. I'm not sorry. I never really loved you in the first place. She was so much better than you'll ever be."

I looked at the boy I once loved with disappointment. I shook my head, not believing what was happening. I bit my lip to try and contain my sobs.

"Goodbye, John," I said, turning around and leaving his apartment.  

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