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How could I be so stupid?
I sat in the darkness of my room the loneliness forming a pain in my chest. I'm not going to get over what Wasd did to me. I hate him so much but also love him. I hate that I love him so much. I don't want to but I can't put anyone above him.
Maybe I'll just chill. Seclude myself from the world, from all feelings and emotions. God I'm so sensitive. I need to stop. Thinking in my own world I sniffled, wiping my nose. Every blink was sore on my eyes from crying.
My phone dinged a few times but I ignored it knowing I'd just be disappointed. I shouldn't complain at least someone is thinking about me. But the person who did wasn't the one I wanted to think about. I would say my heart was broken but that would be bullshit. Love is stupid. Why bother 'loving' someone if they'll just break you.
I hate feeling like this, weak and vulnerable. But that's what love does, whatever that means. Even as I'm stuck in this love stuck puppy mode the world moves without me. I need something to get my mind off of this.
I flip my laptop open loading up the Sims. That'll definitely burn up a whole bunch of time. I can just make myself in the Sims and maybe I'll feel better in my fantasy life. Away from all my problems in the real world.
The real world sucks.
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A few hours later I stretch letting my Sim eat cereal. I reach for my phone the lock screen showing the current time of 9:40pm. Geez I've been on here long...
"You still awake?" A voice called front the other side of my bedroom door. My mother. She isn't as loving or as caring as Wasd's mum. I didn't answer continuing with my game.
Entering without permission she threw a heavy piece of clothing at my head making my headphones slip slightly.
"We're you seriously on that fucking game all day?" She groaned switching my lights on.
"Yea what of it?" I hissed at her rolling my eyes. I never really liked her.
"You could've at least taken the garbage out." She grumbles walking away. I get up to shut the door switching the light off again. I wish I could live with Noel, but Wasd would be there. I seriously need to stop thinking about him.
Those few years I lived with her were so nice. While my parents were trying to get financially stable I was taken from there because they didn't take care of me properly. I never told Wasd about that before our conflict. Not telling him now obviously.
I save up the game shutting down my laptop. I trudge over to the bed flopping down face first into the sheets. I let out a loud sigh. With my eyes closed I drifted off to sleep.
I hate this.
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Sticks and Stones
Ficção AdolescenteWASD Striker lived at home most of his life with his mother, but when they decide to house an exchange student named Oort Cyr everything changes. His family. A new friendship. And the trials of growing up. ---------------------------------- It's in...
