faye hasn't change since second grade.....
❝You lied to me.❞ he looked at me with pleating eyes. we were both sitting at the table at the coffee shop.
❝I tried to tell you but I couldn't...❞
❝Faye, why are you doing this to me?❞
❝I never meant to hurt you. I'm really sorry..❞ i put on my little show like i always do when i see these little saps beg and plea for me to stay with them.
❝Faye, you're not sorry. You never were. You love seeing me hurt?❞
❝No I don't. I-I swear to you it was a mistake-❞ this is where it gets good. that big moment where your 'ex' tells you off in front of everybody in the coffee shop. how classic.
❝Faye, don't be a kiss up. Stop telling me the same things. Stop telling me that you've always wanted me. Stop telling me that I'm your one and only. Stop making me fall for someone like you that's going to make my heart crumble this time. Stop saying that you really care about me and show it goddammit!❞ aww. he acually looks like he cares about me. poor thing. he's crying now.
❝Is that all you have to say to me, Dave?❞ I smirked looking at his shattered eyes. I love looking into their eyes it makes things more better.
❝Ugh! You're clueless. I'm out of here.❞ I smiled as he started walking towards the door. he turned around and looked at me one last time as a said the one thing that i know will tick him off.
❝Ok I will!❞ I waved. bingo. it worked. he huffed and walked out of the buliding. another one out of my way.
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Fanfiction[FORMERLY CALLED FAYE] [ON HOLD] In which one person has to choose their fate or death. Copyright © 2013 by Taylor C. Arthur, Lovely O'Day [pen name] All Rights Reserved
