This Can't Be The End

Chapter 52

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Ensleey seems to be everywhere, always someone I'm thinking about, and I'm getting sick of it. I just want to stop loving her and get her away from my thoughts.

She didn't even try to get in contact with me after I called her a cheater, if it hadn't been true then she would've talked to me, told me, just anything that wasn't what she did.

Is she with him right now? In his bed? Probably having the time of her life?

The thought only adds more sadness, not that I can stop it. It consumes me, drowns me in a way I wish it didn't.

"You gotta get up bro," I hear a familiar voice, "are you dead? Is that why you haven't answered my texts?" Justin says in a low voice like it's some dark secret, "oh my god! My best friend is dead! May he rest in peace,"

I turn around from where I'm lying on my bed and throw a pillow at him, "Shut up,"

"Oh thank goodness I thought I would have to be the one to break the news to your mom, and you know she scares me sometimes,"

I almost let loose a chuckle, my mother has always seen Justin as another son.

"Just leave," I all but growl at my best friend.

"What happened?" He asks his voice a silent whisper in the quiet room.

"What makes you think anything happened?"

His head shakes with a quiet laugh. Justin despite his jerk appearance, can see right through my lies, I know he doesn't buy it, but that doesn't mean I want to admit the truth to him, even if he is the last person to judge.

"Well Ensleey hasn't been around for over a month, you barely take my calls, hell anyone's calls, and well quite frankly you look like shit, so spit it out, and tell me what the fuck is going on,"

I sigh, not looking at him, but still sitting properly on the bed, even her names is like a bitter taste of the truth, he comes over and sits next to me. "We-me and- we broke up," is what i settle on saying to Justin.

He nods and waits for me to say more. I don't.

He just sits there without a word, so finally, the word vomit comes.

"She cheated, Justin I- I never thought she would do that to me,"

"How are you even sure? Is that what's been bothering you, because-"

"I saw a fucking video, okay? She looked like she was enjoying herself, she didn't try to deny it, she just let me go, leave, like she expected it, or something."

"Well then she's the idiot, dude," Justin nudges me, "you wanna go to that party tonight?"

Justin's attempt at a distraction is a great idea, but I don't want to go.

"No,"

"C'mon, it could be fun we could get drunk-"

"I think Ensleey was an alcoholic," I say out of nowhere, the realization hitting me.

"What?" I can hear the shock in his voice.

"That would make sense,"

"Ryv you need to give me more than that,"

"I wasn't always honest with you about her," I admit, wishing i just talked about this sooner.

"Do you want to?" I shake my head, "then we're going to party!"

I just nod, maybe I do need a drink, let loose, and distract myself from the thought of her.

~*~*~*~

We're at the party by ten, Mom doesn't even question it when she sees Justin practically dragging me out of my own home.