Forever mine ( #justwriteit #Watty's2016)

Braidy (Brad) P.O.V

I stayed up all night thinking about her for a week straight. Nothing new about that. The only thing odd about it was , I was thinking about her with someone else. Someone she would rely on to be there. Someone who would make sure she was always up beat . Someone who would make her smile. Make her happy . I just wasn't the guy for that Job.

I sighed looking at tray. What is wrong with me?, Why didn't I end this sooner?. This was for her happiness, I wouldn't live with myself if I told her to wait for me. She would say yes without hesitation to do so.

I look up from my tray and caught her looking at me with concern. She dropped her gaze and looked at Carly.

" What is wrong with you?." Carly asked, rather rudely if you asked me. I looked at her again. Memorizing her face, her long hair her tiny ears being covered with her hair. When I saw her force a smile and said:

" Nothing, I'm okay.". I knew she was lying. I knew she was miserable inside, I't's your fault , my mind whispers to me.

When did I become so in love with the girl beside me? Every time she was away , I would long to be with her. We were like magnets. No matter how far the distance. We would still be drawn back to each other. She was my north. My compass . I thought about this for a few more seconds and sucked a deep breath in. Maybe it was time for me to turn the north as well.

I looked at her, trying to call for her attention with my eyes. She looked at me smiling from her laughter. Her friends will make her happy, release her from her grief .I nodded my head towards the exit.

I open the door leading towards the teachers parking lot . Do it quick , you can do this. I lean towards the wall waiting for her to come through the door.

" Hey babe " she greets me shakily . I can already tell she's nervous.

" Hey, sorry for being a dick lately, I just needed sometime to think....." I drag. I mentally hit my forehead continuously. That's the best I've got?, I couldn't do the whole....what was it again?.

" about what? last time i checked, we only talked like a week ago?" She states. It's not you, it's cheese? . Its not me , It's Michael Jackson?. What was it! . I sigh frustrated with myself. I take her hand naturally.

" Maddie, I was thinking about us....." I drag. Pathetic. I sound like a wimp .

Well what was I supposed to say, I argue with my head.

OH, i don't know maybe a simple...... I . DON'T . LIKE . YOU.

but that's mean. I wouldn't do that .

" Aaand..." She raises her brow. Her perfectly shaped- AGHH!, get a grip Man!. get on with it. Sucking a deep breath I start.

" I think we should...... "

Pathetic .

" Break......."

Wimp .

" I think we should break up!" I spill . I look at the ground biting my lip . She used to do that for me . Jesus!, will it kill to mute my Hormones?.

" I-I" she statters . Maybe I came out too harsh.

" What??....wait.....WHAT!!" She screams . I was not expecting that at all . She drops my hand furiously.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BREAK UP??" She shouts again. Now look what you've done . My anger already springing back to it's old self . I always hated someone who spoke over me .

" I mean I'm not into you anymore , babe." I say, trying to bite bite my tongue from saying anything else.

" Why after five years" She whispers . She sounds so fragile . I look down at her petite figure. I could already see the tears starting to form behind her pride .

I close my eyes . You're doing it for her . My brain starts panicking . Common head! give me an excuse!?.

" I just wanted to get in your pants" I rush out . Oh . My . God. did I just say that?.

" Get In my pants?." She repeats also shocked herself.

" I just wanted to see how it felt like to sleep with a virgin ." I say out of panic .

SHUT UP, RIGHT NOW!.

" and when i realized how crap you were at this, i just felt pity. i was dared to go out with you"

What am I saying?, She was amazing at it. She even made me feel like I was the inexperienced one .

" Crap?, Did this shithead call me crap at sex?" She said to herself. One thing she always did since we were 10.

" Yes i did call you crap at sex"

well, there is no turning back now..

suddenly her hand connects with my face. I know I deserved it. But still , OUCH! THAT HURT LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER!??.

"Are we on MTV?" she asks me. Seriously? MTV?. I start laughing but stop when my eyes meet hers. She seemed so serious about it. " No, Mads-"

" Don't call me that." She interrupts. I look at her confusingly.

" What?.". She glares at me. No , she looks like she's ready to beat me with a pipe .

" Don't call me Mads, or babe or any piece of shit you've ever said to me again!??" She snarls. Jeez I didn't want her to react this way .

" Babe , your overreacting" I start to step closer to her but she steps back . That actually kind off hurt. More than the slap did.

" No!, you listen to me BRAD . I have wasted years, sacrificed so much just to be with you" She says. She shouts . So you think I haven't? . I take a step angrily to her , this time she stays her ground .

"Oh really like sacrificed what your Virginity?. If I knew you were that Bad I could Have let you keep it." I say . I don't know what scared me more . Me taking out all my anger out on her, or the tears that start spilling out of her eyes uncontrollably. This was supposed to make you happy , I wanted to stay , I love you and yes your on MTV . Too late for that now .

" FUCK. YOU. I missed my own Mother's funeral just to stay with you at camp. I never got a goodbye. You took my virginity as a bet. I gave everything And left all I loved to be with you. And you have the right to come here, and tell me that all you wanted was to get in my pants." She cries . My eyes soften at the sight of her trembling . She was squeezing her eyes shut as if all of this was a horrible dream she was about to wake up from .

She looks so fragile . All I wanted to do was have her in my arms this moment I know it will only make letting go harder , but I don't put my hand down when it automatically starts wiping her tears from er cheeks. I don't stop myself when I pull her to my chest .

Even when she tries to hit my chest I don't let go .

" I'm sorry..." my voice cracks. Why did my drunk of a father had to show up . Why did my mother want to go back to the bastard , Probably knowing he is still cheating on her .

Does she not know the minute we step back to that country there's no turning back? . Does she not know that once he starts drinking again, which I know he will , the abuse will start too?. He knows what he's doing. He want's us to stay . Once he starts , he knows that if we go to the police , no one will believe us . That's because he's the chief . He won't let u leave the country, We will be forced to stay.

Oh, and Maddie. I doubt I would still be here If it wasn't for her.

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