Shawn.
"What do you mean you're breaking up with me!"
I ran my hand through my hair trying to calm myself down.
"I'm just done okay Justine!" I yelled and walking downstairs to grab my work bag.
"Why! What the hell did I do to you?" She screamed and practically ran down the stairs to catch up with me.
"You've been cheating on me!" I screamed and threw my stuff back on the table.
"No I haven't how could you say-" I cut her off and could immediately feel my face burn red.
"Bullshit Justine! Don't pull that crap on me I've known the whole entire time!" I yelled and I could see her whole body start to tremble.
"Shawn, baby I-I love you," she stuttered while filling her eyes with tears, and I just shook my head.
"Yeah well I don't love you," I huffed and grabbed my bag.
"Why! There's someone else isn't there!" She screamed.
Damn this chick is bipolar.
"You know what there is!" I yelled and I didn't care if it hurt her.
For the past few months I already knew she was cheating on me. I wasn't enough for her even though I stuck with her through everything.
"Who! Is it that fucking student of yours you never seem to stop talking about!" She huffed and I began walking towards the door.
"She has a name Justine and yes as a matter of fact it is!" I hissed and I could feel her pull my back which made me fall back.
"What the hell! So you've been cheating on me too Shawn," she cried out and I scoffed.
"No because unlike you, I try to hold onto things that matter to me!" I yelled and backed away while crossing her arms.
"Are you fucking kidding me! You do matter to me-" I cut her off again while shaking me head.
"Stop with all these fucking lies Justine! If I matter to you then you wouldn't have cheated on me for the past four months!"
"What does she have that I can't give to you!" She screamed and my whole mind blanked.
I closed my eyes in frustration and I felt myself start to calm down as I pictured Alexis in my head. Unlike this bipolar bitch over here, Alexis was something else. I knew we could have something, but I know she would never feel the same about me.
During class I always felt this pull to her that no one has ever had on me. She's my magnet that I'm uncontrollably attracted to. I've never really felt the idea of true love before, but with Alexis, I have. It's like with her, she's opens me up more than I thought I was ever capable of.
"Well Shawn are you going to answer the question or not!" I heard Justine say and the image of Alexis faded from my mind.
"Unlike you she cares about me!" I yelled and could feel my fists clench.
"Wow that's a load of bullshit you're her teacher!" She spit out and I wanted to punch something.
"Who fucking cares! Instead of you, I love her! I know her and I could have something. I could give the one thing I never wanted to give you and frankly I'm fucking glad for that!"
"You bastard!" She hissed and in a matter of seconds I felt her hand connect with my face.
I could feel a shock of pain throb through my jaw.
"See this is also a reason why I'm done with you Justine!" I yelled and held my cheek with my hand.
"Why can you're little girlfriend not knock some sense into you?" She spat out and I glared at her.
"Get out," I mumbled under my breath and her jaw dropped.
"Excuse you?" She questioned with a little bit of annoyance in her voice.
"I said grab your stuff and get the fuck out of my house!" I shouted and I could feel the sudden rush of pain in my jaw rush back in.
"Fine, have fun with your new little girl toy," she hissed.
"Oh believe me, I bet she can treat me better than you ever did," I scoffed and grabbed my back from her while storming out of the house.
I angrily slammed the door shut when I got into my car and drove off. I kept driving until I passed the school. I didn't know where I was going but I just knew that I had to get out of here.
Hopefully I'll be able to figure everything out the right way this time with the girl who I actually love.
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FanfictionMy name is Lexi, or Alexis, whichever you prefer. I going to tell you about my life. More specifically, the time when I fell in love with my teacher. I had my whole life planned out. People would call me perfect, but I beg to differ now. Every...