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If You Love Me Let Me Go

After the room is painted blue (and our clothes are too) I decide to text Blank.
Yn: Are you and Ethan technically the same person?
Blankibae: Yeah, did you let him stay?
Yn: Yup, hope it's cool that he stays with us.
Blankibae: Whatever
I leave the chat feeling like trash.
"Blank doesn't want you staying here. Too bad, it's my house and I think you are a neat person. He needs to learn to let a girl go do her own thing every once in a while. I love him, I do but space would be nice. I haven't caught up on any of the shit that I did or followed at home. All of the stories that I read on Wattpad were probably updated at least once. I am just too scared to tell him. I don't want him to fall apart. He always says that I am his whole world." I had to get all that off my chest and Ethan just stared behind me. I turn around and see Blank. His face had a hurt expression.
"You heard all of that, you want a better explanation? Go listen to This Is Gospel by Panic! At The Disco. I am leaving, I need to take a walk. Text me if you need anything." With that, I left. I don't know where I am gonna go and I haven't left the house since Anti took me. I should ask him and see if he wants to hang out. I walk quickly to the familiar green door and knock in the rhythm that all the guys would know is mine.
"Come in, Yn." He said gruffly. I enter and wave.
"Wanna hang out? Blank and I got into a fight and now he is mad that me and listening to This Is Gospel to understand me better." He nods, grabbing his keys and wallet.
"That song is perfect. It resembles you so much." We get in his car.
"I guess so. He heard the speech that I gave Ethan after he texted me. Are we headed to the mall?" He nods again.
"I heard it too. It was very moving. He needs to understand that he needs to let loose his hold on you. He needs to trust you enough to come back when you leave the house. And yes." I turn on the song.
"If you love me let me goooooooooo! If you love me let me goooooooooo! Cause these words are knives and often leave scars, the fear of falling apart,and truth be told, I never was yours! The fear, the fear of falling apart." I sing the lyrics perfectly. Anti stops the car and looks at me.
"Your voice is beautiful. You should sing more."
"Thanks but I don't think anyone would like it." He shakes his head and continues driving. Once we reach the mall I stop him from leaving the car.
"Do you ever wonder what it would be like if I chose you? I always think of a different, happier ending." A tear slides down my cheek.
"Yeah, I can see the your happiness has lowered over the past few months you seem more tired and less ambitious. I am so sorry and I hope that Blank stops being stupid and notices that you are hurting." By now now I am in tears. I never noticed how unhappy I was untill I talked about it. I cried as hard as I could. Anti sat there soothing me. That song really is just like me. Seeming upbeat, but so sad if you look inside. I cry even harder.
"I need help please, just....make this feeling go away! Please, I hate it! I hate it so much and And I wish it would go away, but it won't. Anti, please make it stop!" I started collapsing into myself. All the fun memories of me and Blank flash before me and I realize I never actually had fun.
"What can I do to get out of this rut? It feels like I am stuck, doing the same thing in and out."

A/n: sorry, I just feel like the plot was moving slowly and there weren't many feels. Did I surprise you? I poured my heart and feelings into this. This one fits the chapter so well.

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