A Weak Heart and Broken Bones

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(Y/N) P.O.V.

When I saw Clear looking at that other girl when we were at the store the other day, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Does he really love me? Or is he just with me because he feels bad for me?

I don't know. But...I'm leaving. I don't think what we have is...real.

~~~~~timeskip~~~~~

"...I'm leaving..." I said as Clear's eyes widened.

"What?"

"I said I'm leaving."

"Why?"

"I don't feel like this whole...relationship..is real."

"It is! I really do love you, (Y/N)!"

"If you did, you wouldn't have been looking at that other girl."

"What?! I wasn't looking at her! I was looking at something in the window behind her!"

"Yeah..right." I got up, a little bit of mascara running down my face, but I didn't care. I walked out of our shared home until I reached a corner. I crossed, and as I did...a flash of headlights was seen...then, everything went black.

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