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𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 has always loved being dark and gothic,
and nothing was going to change that. not even
when her best friend turns his back on her and
begins bullying her instead. she used to feel nothing
but love for him, but now, all she...
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D R O W N I NG
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a few hours later and there was just one class left of the day. matt didn't feel at all bad when he saw tate sitting alone in classes, probably wishing blair or dylan was there to save the day. nobody spoke to her - not even when they had to work in pairs.
matt and bella were walking to chemistry - the only class where tate and blair were together - and bella would not stop talking about what had happened in the first class. she was honestly pretty shocked by her best friend's behaviour, and she didn't like it.
''she didn't say it, you know?''
matt looked down at bella, rolling his eyes gently. the brunette girl was looking up at him as she walked, clutching her chemistry books to her chest. he tried to ignore her, but it was impossible. bella was his best friend, and he didn't exactly want to fall out with her.
''so why did everyone say she did?''
''because they're scared of harlow.'' she replied easily. ''and scared of you.''
''but-''
''matt.'' bella cut him off, stepping in front of him. ''she didn't say anything.''
''i actually don't really care, bell.''
''the whole school ignoring her, matt? that's just mean.''
''can you just drop it?!'' he said, his voice growing louder. ''can you just be on my side for one thing once in your whole life?!''
her eyes darkened slightly. ''don't raise your voice at me.''
''you don't fucking listen unless i do!''
she scoffed, turning on her heel and walking away from him. he yelled after her, but she didn't turn around. he suddenly felt insanely bad for shouting at bella. she was his best friend and she definitely didn't deserve to be yelled at. he chased her through the hall, gently grabbing her arm, and she turned to look at him.
''i'm sorry, okay?'' matt sighed. ''i didn't mean to yell at you, bell.''
''have you ever noticed that you chase after me but not harlow?''
he frowned. ''what?''
''if you and harlow argue, you let her go but with me...you chase me down.''
''because i know she'll come back to me.'' he said gently. ''but you...i don't know if you'd come back.''
''i would.'' she said quickly. ''but only after you were done groveling.''
