Lying, cheating, fighting, drugs (aka the recipe for the perfect storm that is Y/N and MGK's relationship).
Y/N and Machine Gun Kelly's relationship was near perfect until Camila Cabello comes into the picture for her collaboration with MGK in "Bad...
I cried for what felt like hours, my eyes nearly becoming unusable from the puffiness. I feel so alone...
The wind blows on my face, beckoning me. My body moves without thought, my legs know where they should be. Before I know it, I'm standing on the edge of the roof, my arms spread out at either side. A single tear fell down my face-
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"AYE WHAT THE FUCK!" A voice yells, making me nearly lose my balance. I turn my head to see Colson holding the door of the roof open with a horrified expression on his face.
"Get away from me, Colson," I say wearily. He takes a couple steps forward, his hands outstretched before him, as if that would steady me.
"Babygirl, please come here. I need you," he tells me trying to keep his voice calm.
"No!" my chest heaves as I begin to sob again. "I HEARD YOU AND HER! Did you know that? Of course you didn't".
"Y/N, pleas-"
"I drank a lot. It made me realize how lonely and pointless everything is. I loved you," I cry out. Colson winces when I stumble back slightly.
"I know, baby. I just need you to get down from there". I turn momentarily to look at the cement below and shiver.
"I SAID TO STOP WALKING TOWARDS ME!" I yell and he stops moving again.
"Please, I can't lose you!" he yells back, his voice cracking. "Please".
"If I come down... you have to promise to not touch me. I'm gonna walk by you. Don't fucking touch me or I'll just go again," I sob out. He nods his head and my heart wrenches at the thought of living without him. If I were to be touched by him, by the skin that had been on her's? I couldn't bear the thought of it.
I step down from the edge and his shoulders relax. "Y/N, I love YOU!-" I hear him yell before I run past him, through the door and down the steps.
