"What was that last night?" He said, still looking at the tv.
"What do you mean?" i asked him, heavily confused.
"don't act fucking stupid, you know what you were fucking doing"
"schlatt I don't kn-" he cut me off..
"your a real bitch for making me say all that shit, about my fucking personal life"
he got up and walked towards me shouting in my face, but I stayed calm.
"It was you who said it, and I know I asked, but I'm sorry I didn't thin -"
"god I can see why your mother left you, in all honesty I'd get fucking bored of you too"
words can't describe what I felt in that moment. He didn't look like he felt guilty or sad. he looked emotionless. that was the worst part. as if someone already broke him.
maybe that was me? maybe it's my fault?
I just started blankly tears welding in my eyes as my throat tried to hold back the cry that was too long kept in.
I wanted to cry or at least do something, but I couldn't.
I wanted to hit him, hurt him, but maybe I already had?
had I gone too far last night?
I couldn't handle it, so I grabbed my phone and swung open the front door and left.
I walked for ages trying to think straight, trying to think what I could say or do in the situation.
blank. I thought of nothing...
I soon found myself near the local park. i slumped beside a tree, my back scrapping, as I slid down it. I lay there as i cried.
A/n
damn I really poured my heartless heart and empty soul into this chapter.
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Facetime Calls~ jschlatt
FanfictionIn which two enemies who desipe each other are brought together because of their best friend. Or in which they actually desire each other.
