forever theirs.

a whole shit show

fuck... i woke ip the next morning with a girl in my chest.. and it wasn't.. what the fuck? it wasn't arua... shit shit shit their was only 4 of us who the hell is this? i slowly got out of my bed grasping my phone 18 missed calls. from the one and only milo. what the fuck!! i said answering look hear me out he said this girl was trying to get with me and last night you took her home and- i cut him off. the fuck?!? i just came home to a girl in my bed i don't even fucking know you know about my past i don't talk to people nor cuddle people i don't trust i don't know this girls name just because you have a issue doesn't mean you should ever get me into it your a horrible fucking person! who the hell even is this?!? it's my friend. he muttered his voice almost a whisper im just gonna go. see you at the store tonight.. no you won't im not gonna be their for your shitty show. im sorry milo but i just cant. i cant. i cant. whatever cyrus. have a good fucking day. don't victimize yourself. my breath dropped the air out of my lungs got took away. my best friend. thinks i deserved anything anything that happen to me. the phone call ended. not a tear not a punch not a sound came out of my body i just couldn't speak. it felt like a brick was dropped on me. i could have fell to the floor. i hear a knock at the door scaring the ever living shit out of me. i opened my door still not able to speak. hi! :) arua said with her sweet voice i baked you something sweet! you guys where drinking last night so i figured this would help! t-thanks. i said my voice not even their. can i come in? sorry its just cold and i walked here i was wondering if i could stay till my uber gets here :) yeah. yeah. sure. okay :) as she sat down the girl from in my bed walked out of my room holy fucking shit. its her.. get out. get out. get the fuck out!. i told her cyrus could we- shut up Madeline just go the fuck home. i said coldly to her whatever she walked out slamming the door i walked into the kitchen feeling ny panic attack coming on. everything went blurry. i would see but i couldn't i couldn't breathe i would try to breathe and i couldn't i- i- i just couldn't my brain sounded like static with little loud voice bring me back to my childhood wondering what daddy was doing to mommy. why she wore so much makeup . i felt a hand on my shoulder i jerked away. hey hey im sorry are you okay? yeah. yeah. um im trying to be at least heh. she took my face in her palms. its okay look at me breathe yeah breathe cyrus. im okay. thats for the pie :) yeah about that- i mixed the sugar with salt- like jack sparrow or Harley fucking Quinn says never trust anyone even salt looks like sugar it was the joker. i muttered ooo yeah i was in the right movie! in a way? i looked at her worry in her eyes im alright i don't wanna talk about it. okay! :) do you want to go to the music store i will get you something! oh so your gonna sugar mommy me into going with you? oh you know it bitch 🙄 she pulled me up doing the same thing she always dose kissing the tears away. i smile came to my face god i love this woman as we got their we git to talking about her music taste she likes all kinds just fuck country) same with me i play the electric guitar my sister showed me how i like to play Arctic monkeys on it :)

NEXT PART BBGGGS (i might not make another part until i cant sleep at 2:07 am <3 i just dont have motivation to finish nor do this a lot so im gonna go watch tv and eat my pus- popcorn :) but bye!)