Chapter Twelve

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**Mitch's POV**

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?" I screamed at Kirstie as I threw my belongings into a trash bag. "YOU FUCKING TOLD HIM MY NAME! YOU LED ME INTO A FUCKING TRAP!"

"Mitch you don't understand... I'm worried about y-" She tried to reply but I cut her off.

"NO!! DON'T YOU DARE START WITH THAT 'I'M WORRIED ABOUT YOU' SHIT! YOU FUCKING BITCH!!" I screamed at her as i tied the bag and walked into the kitchen.

"I-I was just trying to help..." She said softly and bit her lip. She was struggling to hold back tears, but honestly I was too pissed to give a fuck.

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE WHAT YOU WERE TRYING TO DO! DO ME A FAVOR AND LOSE MY FUCKING NUMBER!" I screamed at her as I slammed the front door shut.

But it was more than just the door I was closing. I was closing this part of my life and ending my only real friendship. The door slamming shut signified the ending of the best time of my life.. 

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