Omegle

23- So, Hows Isaiah?

I find myself walking through the grass field of my highschool with one of my close friends, Jianna.

After a few moments of no one speaking, she decides to talk.

"So, how's Isaiah?"

Fuck

"Don't. Get. Me. Started."

"Why?" She stops walking and we make eye contact.

"Because ok.. THIS BITCH OKAY SO LIKE WE LIKE SORTA BREAK UP OR WHATEVER AND THEN HE GOES AND TEXTS ZOE SAYING HOW MUCH HE WANTS TO BE HER BOYFRIEND AND HOW HE BROKE UP WITH ME FOR HER AND THEN WE WENT ON ETHAN'S LIVE STREAM AND HE WAS THERE AND HE CALLED ME A BITCH AND SHIT AND URGH OH MY GOD DONT EVEN" I rant.

I then realize how much it's actually bothering me that he's not here.

I miss him when he's gone but when he's here he pisses me off and fucks with my feelings and it's not heathy for me but I end up going back to him anyway.

You don't need him

Yes I do

No you don't

Yes I do

Shut the fuck up yes you do

I know.

But he'll never be yours again.

I know.

"You deserve better" she says after a while.

"I know."

"He was toxic."

"I know. But that doesn't mean that I don't love him."

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-//I listened to "in my veins- Andrew Belle" while writing this part so If ya want I recommend it for the following//

Flashback

BABY| Just leave me the fuck alone.

Me| I can't. Okay I can't. Because you're fucking in my veins okay. I'll wake up in the morning and you'll be the first thing to come to my fucking head and when I lay down to go to bed the only thing I think about is you and I dream of you. My day consists of texting you and thinking about you endlessly at school and rushing to be able to text you. I'm sorry that I'm so annoying. I'm sorry I'm so clingy. I'm sorry that I think of you every second of every single fucking day. I'm sorry that I miss you. I'm sorry that I love you. You're in my fucking veins and I can't do anything about it. so no, I can't leave you the fuck alone.

End of flashback