part of me | fillie

vingt |;| again

_millies_pov_

"so, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?" noah asked as we walked through the park.

i had finally decided i was going to break up with him...again. this time i was serious. i was tired of being his little girl toy. i was tired of being physically and mentally abused by him. i was tired of being scared. i decided that it was about time i stood up for myself and told him to go fuck himself.

"w-why do you h-hurt me sometimes?" i retorted. he raised an eyebrow.

"what the hell do you mean? i've never hurt you." he said with a laugh. after he said that, i was so mad i could've killed someone.

"i hate you." i whispered out loud.

"what did you say?" he replied as he stopped walking.

"i said i fuckin' hate you!" i exclaimed. a few people were staring at us, but i didn't care.

"listen bitch, you need me. you can't live without me. if it wasn't for me, you probably wouldn't eve-" before he could finish, i punched him as hard as i could in the stomach. noah jolted in pain.

"i wish i had never met you!' i scoffed. suddenly, he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and then shoved me to the ground. i hit my elbow really hard on the concrete. i glanced at it and saw blood gushing from it.

"i never want to see you again!" i spat as i started to get up off the ground. noah just stood there and laughed at me.

"bitch, you'll come running back to me in a week." he replied while he started to walk away.

"go fuck yourself!" i yelled. he turned around and flipped me off, then continued walking.

i was really proud of myself. i didn't even cry or feel sad during our exchange. this time, i knew i made the right decision.

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is this the last we will see of noah? dundundunlolhewillbebackheh

i have two drafts ready to be released. would you rather me release the fillie one or the mileven one?