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Please don't leave me

"What's wrong?" I asked him. When he turned around he looked very angry. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" He yelled at me. I had never heard him yell like that. Not at me at least. It scared me and I took a step back. "wh..what do you mean?" I asked him softly. "I SAW ON THE FUCKIN' NEWS THAT YOU WENT AROUND AND TOLD EVERYBODY THAT YOU WERE MY GIRLFRIEND AND WE FUCKIN' LIVED TOGETHER?!" I realized what he was talking about. "Oh god.. No Marshall.. It's not like that at all. What happened wa-" He cut me off as he was yelling again. "BULLSHIT. ITS NOT FUCKIN' LIKE THAT?! I TOLD YOU I DONT LIKE EVERYBODY KNOWING MY FUCKIN' BUSINESS! AND NOW YOU'RE RUNNING AROUND TELLING EVERYBODY THIS SHIT! AND FOR WHAT? JUST SO EVERYBODY KNOWS YOU'RE DATING SOME RICH RAPPER?!" Tears started streaming down my face. He didn't understand. He thought I did this. "No Marshall please! I know you don't like people knowing your business and I don't care about your money! I didn't do this! Please I-" he cut me off again. "NO YOU KNOW WHAT?! FUCK THIS. IM DONE WITH YOU!" What? Did he just.. He went to start walking to my door and I tried to touch his hand and get him to listen. When I touched him he ripped his hand away from me and grabbed both of my arms as he pushed me against the wall. "Don't fucking touch me bitch." He whispered into my face and I started crying harder. He let go of me and started off to the door. "Marshall please don't leave me!" I cried after him. He slammed the door behind him after he left. I just stood there crying harder and harder and I didn't know what to do. I had just lost the only thing that I cared about. I tried calling Marshall but he ignored all of my calls. I just wanted him to understand! I cried all night nonstop until I finally fell asleep. When I did fall asleep I only slept for about 3 hours because I was so exhausted from crying. I woke up at almost 10. I laid in bed for hours just staring at my ceiling. When I finally decided to get up I just sat on my couch and stared at my blank tv screen. I didn't feel like eating. I didn't feel like doing anything.

I blew off work the next week saying I was sick. I didn't really care if I got fired. I just stayed at home in bed either crying or just staring off blankly. I had tried to call him everyday but he ignored me. I couldn't believe I really lost him.

Marshall's POV:

I had hardly slept the past week. I felt so awful. God dammit. I can't believe I fucking did that. I always do this shit. I love Alex so much but I was just thinking over and over that she was too good to be true. I guess when I saw that shit on tv I snapped. I know how much the fucking media lies about shit. And she didn't even yell at me back! She just cried and tried to explain to me. But I didn't fucking listen. I broke her god damn heart. And pushed her against the fucking wall? What was that shit?! I felt so awful about what I said to her. And I ignored her calls. I didn't want to call her. I had to apologize in person even if she didn't accept my apology. I know I fucking wouldn't. I got to my car and started on my way to Alex's apartment.