i was pulled by corbyn into his room, my ice cream is going to melt! ughhhh!"yes" i huffed.
"so, you and daniel?" he had hurt all over his eyes, but covered it up with a tough act.
"why do you care?" i crossed my arms over my chest.
"i don't," he stared me down, what about me? i look down to see i had a kermit the frog onesie. wow, i am hot! like look at my fashion, chloe should be jealous. after a mini mental runway show, i spoke up. "ok then, bye." i turned on my heel, as i waved a 'bye' to him. as soon as i did he just had to grab my wrist. i let out a huge groan, "the fuck you want?" i asked.
{ play a sad songgggg, it's gonna be better. }
" just to tell you, me and chloe are a thing. so i just saying that i'm gonna be going to spend more time with her." he shrugged. did i just hear that come out his beautiful mouth, i don't think so. but i shouldn't care, so i'm gonna act like i don't. since two can play at that game.
"ok, your purpose was?" i acted cool about it. He's just going to throw our friendship like it was nothing, alright.
" to inform you." he smiles.
"oh and just to inform you our friendship is kinda... how do i say this?" i mock him.
"say it." he lets out dry very dry chuckle.
"over." i smirked, and sent him a peace sign. i made sure not to look back, and made my way to daniel. when i finally was outside, i checked my icecream. which was now a puddle of cream. great! i frowned, and mumbled a curse word under my breath.
"hey daniel, thanks for everything. but i'm going home." he looked back and insisted he would take me home. i was to mad to argue, so i said a sure.
on the car ride home it was a uncomfortable silence, until daniel just had to speak up. "karrington, i'm just gonna say this flat out." i gave him a confused look. " i know you have feelings for corbyn, so what i'm guessing is that you were using me." he looked straight at the road. tears started to sting my eyes, but i tried with all my power to hold it. i didn't even talk back, i'm beyond confused with everything.
we made it to my parking lot, with no hesitation i hopped out the car. when i did, rain started pouring down on my head. at this point i didn't care, as soon as i saw daniel's car leave, i ran to the nearest bench. i sat down and the tears just fell out, my tears were overpowered by the rain. i don't know what i'm feeling, i need to think over everything.i was starting to get cold, so i headed inside as my clothes were soaking wet. but nothing mattered. the lobby man started to yell at me for my clothes, i kept walking as i flipped him off.
i finally made it to my apartment, i went straight to my room and changed out of my wet clothes. i sunk into my bed and cried even more. i feel numb, i am numb. i betrayed people, as i was also getting betrayed.
was i not good enough for corbyn?
if only i didn't text that stupid number of his, all this could've been avoided. but i couldn't stay away.
i'm so stupid!
after i finally ran out of tears, i grabbed my phone. as soon as i turned on my phone, i was nearly blinded by it. my whole room was dark, so as soon i saw the bright light flashing on my face, i turned my whole phone off. i checked my instagram, and the usual 'no one likes you' , 'ew you're ugly', and my personal favorite 'die bitch'. these don't usually get to me, but today it just has. i start to cry again, while doing this i grab my phone and call my only friend right now...mia.
"hey babe!" she literally yells. i jump and back away from the phone.
"Hey," i frown.
"what wrong girlie?" she asks.
"come over please, before i cry again." she mumbled a 'mhm' and ended the call.
i hurt, and i make people hurt.
that's not me.
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wow this was sad, i might've cried. YOU WILL NEVER KNOW! ok but THANKS FOR 21K READS MOTHER TURCUKERZZ!

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