Y/N's P.O.V
I was at home when I decided to text Jacob.
Me: Hey babe.
My king💍: Hey.
Me: Wyd?
My king💍:Nothing. Hbu?
Me: About to come over your house.
My king💍: You can't I'm really not feeling well.
Me: K. See you later.
My king💍: Bye.
So I went back to my phone and got on Instagram an Twitter following my fans. I answered some of there snapchats and questions.
* 5 hours later*
I am going to go to Jacobs house and check on him. I saw a pretty white convertible in front of his house. Must be one of his friends car. I get there and knock on the door.
His mom answers. "Hi, Y/N." Mrs. Sartorius said. "Hi Mrs. Sartorius. Where's Jacob?" I asked, smiling. "Why, he's up in his room." Mrs. Sartorius said. "How does he feel. Is he getting better?" I asked. "Why would you ask that? He's just fine." Mrs. Sartorius said. "He told me he was sick." I said. I was worried sick that he was feeling bad. But he lied to me? Jacob would never do that. "He lied to me." I whispered. I went upstairs and opened Jacobs door. I opened it to see Jacob kissing another girl. I stood there for a minute or two. I finally spoke up. "How could you do this to me? After all we've done together? I thought you loved me, Jacob. I guess not." I said walking and closing the door behind me. I was halfway down the stairs went I heard Jacob. "Y/N, I can explain." Jacob said. "No Jacob, there's nothing to explain." I said. Adrenaline was boiling inside me. I went outside and took out the pocket knife I kept in my pocket. I slashed the tires and broke the window to the girls pretty white convertible. I put dents in the car. Then I went home and popped a pill in my mouth and waited for it all to be over.
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I am proud of my self for writing this. I want to thank every one who reads these.
Signing out,
K.C Clarke
