The Fight

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Your POV

The past few weeks have been weird. You've been coming home drunk as fuck. Sean keeps asking you why but you refuse to tell him. You can tell its killing Sean to see you like this since you two are childhood friends. One day you come home drunk of your ass again. You stumble all the way to your room. You lay down on the bed and you hear someone walk into the room. You sit up and see Sean. "Hey Sean." You say. Sean sighs "Why have you been drinking? I mean you hate alcohol and your tolerance is as low as possible." He asks. "Sean... Its...n--" you get cut off by sean who is obviously pissed off. "THATS BULLSHIT! I KNOW SOMETHING IS WRONG! I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU WON'T TELL ME, YOU NEVER KEPT ANYTHING FROM ME!" You shake slightly scared "S-Sean...." You try to speak, tears flooding your eyes. Sean's eyes widen slightly. That when you realize what you just did. You just slapped Sean. Sean looks down and doesn't say another word, he just walks out. You lay down on your bed and cry. After crying for hours you cry yourself to sleep.

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