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A/N: I'm bitter so it's perfect for this chapter.
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"Okay, but what the fuck is that actually supposed to mean?" I screamed with an irritated voice.
The girl that sat decidedly stubborn on her chair glanced over to the stranger that proctored the endless fight, "I already told you, I can't speak about it."
I paced around the table that divided us, "Then why the fuck you ever open your mouth in the first place, huh? 'Saying he's no good for me?'" I held air quotes. "You can't just fucking leave for almost two weeks, without any warning, if I may add, then come back and start stirring up trouble."
"Calm down, Mrs. Benson, or I'm gonna be forced to call in physical assistance." The dark-skinned professional warned from the corner.
Biting down on my cheek, I sat back down across from Alex and looked at her with aggravation.
"I'm not trying to stir up shit, Phoebe. I just want the best for you." She explained softly.
"Well, why don't you start by telling me what the hell is wrong with him and why you don't want me around him." I begged through gritted teeth, "Help me understand."
"In simple words? He's a psycho."
"Psycho?" I furrow my eyebrows, "That's not possible."
She laughs with disbelief, "Are you serious? From the first moment in which we saw Josh he came off as a complete asshole."
"You're gonna have to elaborate if you want to make your point."
"I will, Phoebe." She widens her dark eyes in reassurance, "just not now." Alexandria's eyes shift to the medical aid in the room and move back to me, "not here." She whispers.
"You're making up excuses." I cross my arms and raise my voice again.
"I swore I wouldn't tell anyone, I'm sorry this isn't all about you like always!" she retorted, her soft voice turning bitter.
"What do you mean 'Like always'? you're always the one who gets the attention." I pointed accusingly in her direction.
"Okay sure, it's always about me." she exclaimed sarcastically. She laughs sarcastically, "I'm the one that always has to find a way into your life since you're always so fucking busy doing nonsense."
"It's not something I'm in control over."
"Oh yeah? Thanks, I'll be sure not to stress it, it's not like we hung out that much before."
"It's not like that."
"I know it isn't, but it's fucking twisted to tell me how much you love and miss me when you won't even bother to try to spend some time with me. We aren't 'best friends' anymore, we haven't been for some time now, but neither of us will admit it."
"I didn't mean to not spend time with you-"
"Yet you can make out with a man who is 10 years older than you, but can't manage to text me back!"
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Discretion | Josh Dun
FanfictionOverwhelmed by the sudden peak in his career, Josh is forced into lying and alienation from his family, and close friends. The boy tries to hold on to privacy as long as he can, but it becomes more difficult when an untruthful and cautious Josh meet...
