Pep talk

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Your P.O.V.

I started to make the tea. "So you still love him?" "Yes" "I thought I fell in love with him. I love him (y/n)... but not the way you do" I walked back into the living room. She was just sitting there with her hands over one another on her crossed legs. "What does that mean" "it means I will never be able to love him as much as you do" I stared at her for awhile. The kettle sounded off. I got up and went into the kitchen. I made the tea and gave it to her. "Thank you" "but your his...?" "Girlfriend. One of the reasons I got together with him was because of that little girl" "where did she come from" "I have a pretty good idea" "what?" She looked at her phone and got up. "It was nice talking to you, I've got to go" she returned the cup. I put it in the sink, "wait but-" I walked back into the living room. She was gone.

I washed the cups and sat on the couch. I watched television. I got a text, 'Hope you know what to do' Some how I knew that it was Emerald. What does she mean though. I grabbed for the notebook I had put under the pillow. It wasn't there. I searched the couch for it. I saw it in between the cushions where Emerald was sitting. I grabbed it. I looked at it. The list had four things checked off. The three I had checked off and the last one. 'He still loves you' had a check mark next to it. Emerald.... Wait, she thinks he still loves me. I smiled to myself and hugged the notebook. I erased the check mark, never can be sure. Just because his witch girlfriend says he still does, you never know for sure. I put the notebook in my night stand and hopped in bed. I reached over and turned the light off. I looked up at the ceiling and my started to close, until I fell asleep. 

The next morning I got up out of bed. I put on some clothes, just casual teared blue jeans, white tank top, and (f/c) tennis shoes. I grabbed a sweater and put it on. I went to go outside when a letter dropped from my sweater. I picked it up, Emerald. I opened it and read the letter. 'You have to talk to him, he's been talking about you. He hasn't gotten over you and he never will. Go see him ;)' I folded the letter and headed off. I walked towards Shadow's house. The thing I've been waiting for. To figure out if he really loved me or not. I can ask him or show an act of love and see if it's returned. Maybe I can ask him first and then show an act of love. Or do something entirely different! I noticed I was pacing in front of his house. I stopped myself and walked up to the door. I knocked on it and waited. Here goes nothing.... 

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