My recovery is not bad, but I did break my arm also. I fell out of my hospital bed, of course my boyfriend laughed😠but it's fine cause he's got a cute laugh🤭plus he never laughs at anybody, or smiles. He's a little weird.😁
After my, awfully dramatic exit. I'd packed up my things from my dorm and I'd gone to find somewhere else. Lucky a couple people dropped out so I had a good chance at getting somewhere soon.
But right now I was just lay on some shitty motel floor crying like a fucking idiot over something that wasn't even my fault.
God knows why I was on the floor. I had class in half an hour and I was about twenty minutes away. Which meant I was going to be late.
But I wasn't even sure I care enough to actually rush. Everything was going so well and then it all just went to shit, why can't I just have a good month? All I'm asking for is a month.
I had cried pretty much the whole time I was getting ready, the whole time I was driving down, and then I'd cried on my walk up to the campus. It had stopped once I heard people.
I could feel it burning in my eyes, but I was not fucking crying in front of people. I think I'd kill myself. "Harry, you're late."
"I- uh, I don't have anything. I'm sorry." She waves her hand over to my seat. "It's fine. You just take your seat." My legs were weak, sitting down fucking hurts. But not even in a nice way, this was just awful.
And to top everything off, I had pictures on my desk, messages of mine and Hero's conversations completely out of context of course because how else would they manage without bashing me.
Me: did you get the right things this time?
Hero: yes I'm not stupid.
Me: you say this, but the last time we had an issue. I can't get that shit out of my shoes now. It's gross, and easy to spot.
Hero: whatever. I'll be down in a second, I need to say bye to Tyler.
I got paint all over my shoes. I needed better paints and brushes. Maybe I could've said it better but it's not that hard to find other interpretations of it.
Hero: do you think they know? Izzy was asking questions and I almost blabbed.
Me: they don't know. Just keep your mouth shut, we'll tell them eventually. Might take a little while though.
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Me: are you ready yet? I'm bored, I figured we could finish it off and get back before they wake up.
Hero: it's best at night anyway, there's never anybody there. Don't forget your jacket this time.
I will admit that these weren't in my favour, but he had no right going through my things anyway. "There's not really much you'll can say that would make me believe anything other than cheating."
"Fuck this. You're acting like a child Tyler. A literal fucking child. It's pathetic, I think I'd rather have a full conversation about my morals with my father than sit here and listen to your insecure little self bitch and moan about something you know nothing about. If you're going to act like this just because she doesn't give you her fully attention then maybe she dodged a fucking bullet."
"Excuse me?" I stand up from my seat. "I didn't have sex with your fucking girlfriend Tyler. You would've stood a better chance, because again, I'm fucking gay. I'm not going to push this any further because you're clearly worried about something and I want you to understand what it is rather than trying to make it worse until you get what you want. When you're ready to be adult about this, come and find me."
