Chapter 20

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I knew Mark wasn't home because he went shopping with his mom. I knew where the spare key was so I took it from its hiding place and opened the door. I grabbed a big black garbage bag from his kitchen then I went to his room. I put all of the clothes I had in his room and put them in the bag. I actually had many cute clothes in here and I didn't realize it. I will start wearing them more.

I left Mark a note in his closet that said "I love you, but I love Jacob more." I put the sticky note in his closet when I heard his front door open. Shit. I shove the bag of clothes under his bed and I manage to get under the bed too because I have no time to go out the window. I crammed under the bed just in time because Mark walked in seconds later.

He was wearing nice clothes but he opened his drawer and got comfy clothes. He started taking off his clothes and he started taking off his underwear to get into boxers. By that point I closed my eyes because I did not want to see that right now. He put on the rest of his clothes and left the room.

I took the bag of clothes and shoved it out the window then I jumped out of the window but the bag of clothes broke my fall. I never shut the window but I took the bag and ran.

Marks pov

I got home and I got into comfy clothes. Something wasn't right. I felt like someone was watching me but I knew that wasn't true. After I got changed I went to get a snack. I came upstairs to check my phone. No messages. Weird I usually get one from Nadia. To remind me what wonderful girlfriend I have I went to look at all of the clothes she has in my room. I opened my closet and it was empty on her side. There was a sticky note that said "I love you, but I love Jacob more." I knew this would happen. I looked at my window because there was a breeze and it was open.

There was a sweater on the ground. It was the sweater we both loved because it had the heart eye emoji on it and whenever we texted each other we would always send that emoji.

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