lamentation | r.aiden ei

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can I pls just shoot myself
I hate AP CHEM SO BAD

unproofread duh
also this argument is based on a real argument 👍😔 not one I had tho just a mix of arguments i've heard lol, that's how I write the arguing scenes well (?? they might be bad LOL!)
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"Is this the place?"

Ei pulls up outside your apartment curiously, glancing around the neighborhood. You sheepishly nod and unbuckle your belt— reaching to open the door before she stops you. "Tell me if you need to me pick you up."

Your gaze softens. "Of course—"

"Get out I want to get in the front."

A begrudging look is shot at Yae from Ei, as she huffs softly. She wasn't too happy about being forced to sit in the back. Anyway, you smile and chuckle, opening the door and getting out. You're about halfway to the house— before Ei suddenly calls.

"Y/n!"

You stop, turning back curiously. The slightest bit embarrassed by her yelling in your neighborhood.

"Yeah?"

"If..." Ei looks back to Miko, who seems to coach her. "If you're free, let's go on a date sometime."

You pause, and burst into a smile. "Yeah. Let's."

Ei smiles back, a beautiful sight. And then her car starts back up, and your hand waves back at the two as you walk forward and grab the doorknob— swallowing and twisting it open.

The first thing your met with is silence.

You've really grown to hate silence.

"Sara?"

She doesn't answer you. Maybe she doesn't hear you, or maybe she just doesn't want to answer you period. Whatever it is, it makes your stomach twist as you trudge in with your stuff— shutting the door behind you and quietly locking it. You advance further into the living room and—

Lo and behold there she is.

She's sat with her face pointed at her phone. As impassive as it can get.

"Sara..." Your shoulders drop and you sigh, wandering to the seat near her (but not beside her, because you aren't an idiot). With a deep breath you plop down and clear your throat, as if expecting her to look up. She does not. "You're not even going to look at me?" You whisper.

"Why should I?"

At least she's talking.

Your hands squeeze desperately at eachother in your lap. "...Sorry." You clear your throat again and whisper. "I...Look, Sara, I get that you're upset with me but-"

"Upset?" Sara scoffs and looks back at you. "Y/n i'm livid."

"...right,"

You shift uncomfortably. "Well, it wasn't something planned. Surely you realize that right?"

Sara scoffs again under her breath, and a flicker of anger echoes in your heart. Can't she just grow up?