Beautifully Painful Secrets (BajanCanadian FF) [Completed]

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

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"You're lying. This isn't real. This is all just a hallucination," I yelled.

"Brooklynn, I'm sorry,"

"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry! I'm so fucking sick of that word! Sorry doesn't make it better, sorry just means there was nothing you can do so deal with it,"

"Well what else was I supposed to say? Mitch might be dead, deal with it?" He defended himself.

"Every time I step a foot outside my apartment, one of you Team Crafted son of a bitches is there. Can't I just live my life? Me and Mitch are done. Me and Jerome never were and never will be. Just stop!"

"Brooklynn, you don't understand the reason we do this, do you?"

"No, I honestly don't."

"We do this because when you and Mitch were together, we all knew you and loved you. Just because you and Mitch left each other, does that mean we all have to leave you too?"

I thought for a minute. "Yeah,"

Jason massaged his temples. "Okay, I'm done trying to please you,"

"Good idea. You never would have succeeded anyways,"

"Can you please come back to the house with me? The guys want to see you," He begged.

"No," I murmured. "I have to see Mitch,"

"Brooklynn deal with it! Mitch is gone!"

"Be quiet! Be quiet! Be quiet! Be quiet! I don't care! Shut up!" I plugged my ears with my fingers. "La la la la la la la la!"

"You're being so childish right now! Face it!" Jason yelled. 

"Oh, I'm being childish. You're the one that came to my apartment, told me my ex boyfriend may be dead, then invited me over to your house as if everything were okay,"

"I was trying to help you by getting your mind off of it!"

"Help me?! Help me, are you seriously pulling that card right now?"

Jason grabbed my arm and yanked me out of the apartment building. 

"Stop it! Quit it, Jason!"

"No!" He yelled in reply.

"What are you trying to do to me?" I broke free.

"What are you going to get out of this? Pleasure? Is that what? You're a sick person!"

Jason, frustrated, shook his head and walked away.

Before he got back into his car, he yelled, "I'm the sick one. You're the one getting attention from being a brat about Mitch."

With that, he drove away and left me sitting on the curb feeling like a piece of shit.