Adorably Abducted ✧ Sparklington/SyndiSparklez

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I rubbed tears out of my eyes, as I threw my backpack into the backseat of the car.

"God dammit..." I whispered to myself, as I climbed into the front seat. I pulled Tom's keys out of my pocket, shoving them into the ignition.

My body jumped, as loud fists pounded against the car windows.

I looked over, meeting Tom's red, irritated eyes.

"Where do you think you're going?" Tom's muffled voice asked through the glass.

"I don't know yet," I said, my voice hoarse from yelling.

"Get out of the car," Tom demanded, tears strolling down his face.

I silently shook my head, opening the garage door.

"Jordan-"

"Goodbye, Tom."

I stepped on the gas, the car lurched forward.

"Jordan!"

I turned onto the empty road, holding the gas peddle to the floor. Rolling the window down, I could feel the cool wind whip my hair around.

I was speeding, but I didn't care. The wind was cooling my face down, the drive helping me clear my thoughts.

As I calmed down, I realized the things I said to Tom were stupid.

I told him this was his fault...

This was as much his fault as it was mine. He didn't deserve this. It wasn't either of our faults.

I told him he wasn't trying.

He's trying his best, he's stayed here for me, whereas others would've run away.

He told me to find someone else.

No one could replace Tom. No one could give me the same love he did.

I guess this is it.

There is no taking back what I said. I fucked up.

I should've shut my mouth.

"Dammit Jordan..." I whispered, pulling my foot off the gas. I turned the wheel slowly, as the road began to curve.

Metal barriers lined the edge of the road, the city lights illuminated over the edge of the cliff.

I pulled over to the shoulder, taking in the beautiful view of the horizon.

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I rested my head against the window, closing my eyes.

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