My Dearest | JANTHONY

Chapter 30

"So what are you doung here?" I ask, pulling away from our long hug and wiping my tears with the back of my hand.

"I had some extra work to do, and I thought I would just get it done here. Sebastian's a little too loud to do work with." He explains.

I chuckle lightly and say, "I should be getting back to Anthony."

"Yeah, you should." Says Lin, punching me jokingly on the shoulder.

I chuckle as I hug him one last time and whisper, "Thank you."

"Now if you need anymore advice, come to me." He says as he pats my back. "You're the 36 year old who watches Chuggington and I'm coming to you for advice." I snicker.

"Hey! It's actually a pretty good show!" Lin defends himself.

I smile and run back to the apartment. "Anthony!" I exclaim with a huge smile on my face as I burst through the door.

All I see is Anthony packing his things, crying with an angry expression on his face. "Anthony?" I ask, with a confused expression across my face.

"I'm leaving, Jasmine." He spits, throwing more stuff into his suitcase.

"But-But I came back? I'm sorry, Anthony! What more do you want-" he cuts me off by practically yelling, "You left! Don't act like you haven't because you did! This realtionship isn't gonna work. We both know that. We've gotten in too many fights."

I wrap my arms around his chest, but he pushes me off. "Anthony?" I quiver. "Anthony." I repeat, but stronger.

All he does is stare straight and walk towards the door. "ANTHONY!" I scream. "Anthony." I sob once again. I spread like a puddle on the floor.

Soon, that emotion turns to anger. I take out every picture we have taken together. We would always store those in a box. It was a special bond. Was. Who I'm kidding! Everytime we 'break up', we get back togetehr! This time won't be any different!

I take out a picture we took in front of the Richard Rogers Theatre.

It takes all my anger and strength, but I tear it in half. I sob into my hands as I throw the ripped peices of this picture across the room. They flutter back a few inches in front of me, I kick them, away, but they keep coming back.

I mutter my mouth as I pick up the half taht had Anthony on it.

I mutter under my breath,

"God, I hope your satisfied."

Then, I crush the picture in my hands.

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AHH EMOTIONS! I swear to you Jas and Ant have broken up 392837282992 times in this book like oml what. Have a great day! Justice Moore has replied to me on sc for the third time today! Love y'all.

Xo.