Minecraft Oneshots(Qsmp, Hermitcraft, Dsmp, Ect...)

Thinkin' bout me.

Short little oneshot of mine. Just a few possible TW's

- Mild violence
- Breakups
- Screaming
- I cuss a lot ...

Anyways, this piece is based on a country song I couldn't stop listening to. It was non-stop. So I decided to write it with Guapoduo.

Also, the art on the cover is not mine, and I won't take credit for it.

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"Don't know where you at. Dunno where you've been."

"Dont know nothin' bout that boy you're into. Don't feel bad for you, but I feel bad for him. And all the hell you gonna be puttin' him through."

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Cellbit held onto the steering wheel with one hand, speeding up the gravel road. Wind through his hair, cigarette unlit inbetween his lips. Radio blasting some new country hit.

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"Probably tell him we're a burnt out flame. Probably tell him that I ain't been on your mind. How I ain't nothing but a long gone thing." 

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He pulled up to the farmhouse, hopping out of his truck, the song continuing to blast. He slammed the screen door open. "Roier!" Cellbit yelled, startling his kids. Cellbit moved through the house, anger filling his veins. "I already saw his truck, Guapito!"

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"You can cuss my name, but baby don't you lie. When you're tastin' what he's drinking are you thinkin' bout me? When your riding where he's drivin' are you missin' my street?"

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Roier ran out into the hallway, half dressed and full of excuses. "Gatinho! Honey-! I'm sorry- Fucking-" Cellbit just scoffed, entering their room. "Spreen, you fucking bastard!" Cellbit's fist collided with the bear hybrids face.

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"Everytime when you close your eyes, tell me. Who do you see? When you're tasting what he's drinkin' are you thinkin' about me? Comin' over tonight. Wish that truck in your drive was mine. Just like you know its supposed to be."

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Cellbit didn't stop. Punch after punch, rage pulsing through his veins. "Fuck you! Goddammit!" Cellbit lost himself to his anger, to the piping hot anger of betrayal. He felt his bruised knuckles as they collided with Spreen's face again, again, again, till the bears face was bloodied and broken.

"Gatinho!" Roier screamed, trying to pull Cellbit off of Spreen.

Spreen laid on the bedroom floor bloodied and a mess. Cellbit held back by Roier. "Cellbo." Cellbit broke off Roier's grasp, turning and leaving the house.