XII - Love Is A Crazy Thing

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Y/n's View

"Y/n." Sandy says.

"Yes, ma'am?" I ask.

"Don't call me ma'am it makes me feel old." Sandy says, rubbing my back.

I chuckle and Sandy smiles.

"You were a bit sloppy today, is everything okay?" Sandy asks.

"I just got into an argument with my girlfriend. One of her friends passed away today and I told her I couldn't stay with her because of the game." I say.

"What? No. Y/n, if you needed to stay with her, you should've stayed." Sandy says.

"What?" I ask.

"If she's taking this hard, who knows what she could do while she's alone. She could hurt herself! If you need games off, just tell me." Sandy says.

"Shit, you're right." I say.

"Get to her quick!" Sandy says.

I nod and grab my bag.

15 minutes later...

I quickly unlock the door and walk in.

"Billie." I call out.

I glance in the kitchen and see a piece of paper taped to the fridge. I walk over and take it off.

"Dear, Y/n, I've decided to go back to California since you don't have any time for me. I asked you to be there for me and you weren't there. Please don't call or text me, I really just need space. I need time." I read.

"Love, Billie." I read.

I stare at the paper and a tear drop falls onto it.

"Fuck!" I say.

Next games in California, she's gonna get a visit from me.

Time Skip; Billie's View

I hear a buzz and I walk over to the intercom. I see Y/n on the screen and I stare at her. Y/n presses the button again and I continue to stare at her. She presses it over and over again and I groan.

"Alright, damn." I mumble pressing the button to let her in.

I watch her walk through the gate and come up to the front door. I open the door and she barges in.

"I told you I didn't wanna talk." I say.

"So why'd you let me in?" Y/n asks.

"I-" I say.

"Exactly." Y/n says.

"You know, I find it very hurtful that you left a note on my fridge instead of telling me to my face that you were leaving me." Y/n says.

"You're lucky I told you at all." I say.

"I don't think you understand how good you have it." Y/n says.

"You don't understand how good you have it." I say.

"Oh, I understand. But you don't. See, I came here to win you back." Y/n says.

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