*after the phone call*
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Oh my fuckin god she never fuckin listen to me
She finds one lil thing and one lil bitch in my phone and now she's fuckin mad at me like tf?
I get it your mad bc of the girl but that shit is old let it tf go mh like daym
I fumbled with my suitcase as I threw clothes in still mad at her
I was getting so mad to the point I felt tears coming down my face but I couldn't help it
It was starting to get annoying that she wasn't listening to me she didn't even give me a chance I would b wrong if I just called her called back and told her I canceled...nah she wouldn't care
As I was putting my other shoes in my suitcase my phone started to ring
I looked at the contact and saw Eliza was calling back I answered and put the phone on speaker throwing my phone on the bed next to my suitcase
What
Eliza:I wanna break up
What?
Eliza:ya heard me nigga
For what
Eliza:you take me as a joke you don't take this relationship seriously
I DO
Eliza:nah
Silent on the other end I felt myself getting ready to crash out
so you fuckin called me to break up....
Eliza:yeeep
Your childish I hope you fuckin know that
Eliza:how?
I hung up the phone and threw my suitcase across the room
Going back in my closet I picked up a picture of me and her and ripped it
How tf-what u mean"don't leave me"BUT LEAVE ME WHAT THE FUCK
I punched a hole in the wall and slammed the closet door
I got under the covers and screamed
Mamaosama:ETHAN WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU GET UP AND PACK
YOU ARE READING
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Random"I am me"was the last thing I wrote before they took me away 17 yr old Eliza (Main character)attending Yonker high Dealing with years of abuse and neglect nd sexual assault she made a deal with herself and decided to become a mystery person to eve...