Chapter 8: Tears

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Song that goes with this Chapter: Romantic Homicide, by: d4vd

For once, I was finally hanging out with Pandora. I never hang out with her alone, it's always Shane here with us.

"Oh my gosh! We should call Noah!" She says, I agree with her. What even happened to him? I haven't spoken to him in a while. Pandora grabs her phone and clicks on his number to call him.

"Hey, Noah!" Pandora says.

"Yo, what's good," He slurs. Damn, he has a deep voice.

"Hey," I say.

"Is that Aisha? I haven't talked to you in so long, fucking hell," He says. Wait, is he drunk?

"Noah, are you drunk?" I question him.

"Yeah, I'm drunk as fuck," He says as someone knocks on my door.

"I'll be right back," I tell Noah and Pandora. I open the door to see Shane.

"Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you were going out," I say.

"We need to talk, outside," He says as I close the door behind me as we walk into the hallway.

"What's up?"

"You didn't tell me you were hanging out with Pandora," Uh, yes I did?

"I did, I texted you yesterday,"

"Well, I forgot,"

"Okay...well, we're having a good time. You wanna join us?" I ask.


"Sorry, no can do," He says as I raise my eyebrows. Okay, that was weird.

"I'm too tired, and too busy," He says again. Doesn't look like you're busy..

"Well, we are gonna go to the beach soon. I missed you a lot," I say, smiling.

"Wow, you didn't tell me that either,"

"Well, we didn't plan it earlier. I'm sorry!" I smile, thinking he would laugh with me so everything would be okay.

"Nah, shut up." He says. Okay, he's been rude to me before. But, he's never told me to shut up?

"You want to hang out, just us?"

"Not interested," Okay, he wants to do that to me. I'll treat him like that back.

"Fine, you do you,"

"You always do you," He says as I cross my arms.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, nevermind, you're just acting like a bitch," A bitch? Oh, I'll show him what the fuck a bitch is.

"Okay, well, I'm sorry, can we just end this argument?"

"Sure, whatever,"

"Look, I said I'm sorry, I don't know what else you want from me,"

"Everytime it's "sorry," "sorry," "sorry." You and that dumbass, Pandora."

"What do you want me to do?" I'm about to literally burst out crying. Don't cry, don't cry, Aisha.

"Nothing, just go have fun. Go call Noah. I heard him on the phone,"

"He's drunk, I don't want to talk to him." I say, rolling my eyes.

"Look, you will never change. And, I guess I was right about you. It's because the way you act that's leading to this. I always tell how to change, but you never fucking listen. All you care about is your own well being. And, if I'm going to be honest, you seem tired of me. So, just break up with me. But, I'm going to hang in there because I don't want to lose you." He says. Tears start forming in my eyes. How can he just easily say things like this and not feel bad about it at all?

"I have tried everything to cope with you. You say the rudest things and don't even feel bad about it," I wanted to say more, but decided to just stop right there before things escalate.

"Well, you want a list of things to fix about yourself? I'll give them to you,"

"I don't want it." I say, annoyed.

"I feel like I'm losing interest, Aisha. Keep up this attitude, and maybe I'll be breaking up with you soon. I'm gonna dip, bye," He says as he walks away, leaving me speechless. I am so done.

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