𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗪𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 .ᐟ c.s

⁰²⁰what am i seeing !

💋

❛ but mostly, i hate the way i don't hate you.

not even close. not even a little bit. not even at all ❜

flawless ✷ chris sturniolo !

・┈・┈・┈・┈・┈・┈・┈chris's pov...⚡️

. . . 12:15PM IN THE AFTERNOON

      "sophia, i don't think we should see each other anymore," i say, emotionless.

sophia's head snaps up from her phone, her green eyes holding me in their gaze. i stare at her from across the table, searching her face for an answer. but she doesn't give me one.

she only laughs. laughs an evil, manipulative laugh.

my eyebrows scrunch in confusion as i run a hand through my hair nervously. so, at my confusion, she crosses her legs and speaks.

"what are you even talking about chris?" she snaps, eyes growing dark.

"i don't want to date you anymore," i repeat, voice growing nervous.

though i know that's exactly what she's trying to do. she's trying to take advantage of the conversation, force me to not break up with her. she's being the same manipulative bitch she always is. yet, i still can't help but be scared and nervous when she is in such high power.

i shrivel in my seat as her green eyes drill through mine. i look away from her terrifying gaze.

"chris, look at me," she snaps. so, my eyes flick back to hers as i'm caught in her horribly powerful spell again.

"you aren't breaking up with me," she barks.

she scoots closer to me within her chair, setting her phone on the table with a loud clunk. then she rests her elbows on the table, baring her freshly done nails.

i would know. she complained to me all about her bitchy nail tech on our last date.

i gulp, desperate to calm my emotions and wet my dry throat. but i come up fruitless as the same nervousness doesn't go away.