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October 16, Saturday


"Dylan really?! I don't think you're thinking straight." Tears are running down my face and I look Dylan straight in the eyes and shake my head. "I thought we were fine! Why- why are you doing this?" 

He takes a deep breath and looks at the floor. "I'm sorry babe, it's just this isn't working anymore." He runs his fingers through his hair as he breaths out a shaky breath. He looks at me with sadness in his eyes. "I really am sorry Olivia." With that he gets up and leaves.

I walk home with the sound of my heavy boots hitting the ground and the sniffles coming from my nose. I think about how this happened, about why this is happening. What did I ever do wrong?

Once I get home I plop myself into my bed and decide to call my friend. 

She answers quickly and says,"Hi, how was your birthday with Dylan?" 

I just groan and turn in my bed. "Hannah." I breath. "This will probably be put down as the worst birthday ever." I groan again and look at the ceiling. 

"Oh what happened?" She smacks her gum a little and then sighs. 

I stay staring at the wall for a while before answering. "Dylan broke up with me." 

I hear her shift in her squeaky bed and she scoffs, "He did what?" She chews her gum a little harder now making it hard to focus on my thoughts. 

"He." I pause and take a deep breath in. "He broke up with me." My eyes start to get watery again and I force myself to stop the tears from falling out of my eyes. 

She breaths heavily into the phone and then sighs. "I'll be over in a few." She hangs up the phone and I'm left alone in my quiet house. 

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