I was annoyed. No I was pissed. Actually I was infuriated. Why you may ask, Corbyn besson is your answer. We have been dating for 8 months and he left fro tour about two weeks ago. We would talk and facetime and text constantly so it wasn't impossible without him. He was currently in New York where his ex Christina lives. Yes, Christina seems extremely kind and caring but she absolutely hates me.
After her and Corbyn broke up I set him up with another girl when he thought he was ready but we soon realized we both had feelings for eachother and started dating. Tat is the truth ut Christina believes that I was the reason for the break up and therefore hates me with a burning passion. I couldn't care less but when I found out Corbyn would be doing 4 shows of his tour in New York I was scared.
I didn't say anything because I thought I could trust him. This was until a few minutes ago when I was getting DM'd like crazy. I opened a few and they said to look at Christina's story. I thought she was talking about me or Corbyn. Instead I click on the story to find a picture of her kissing Corbyn and she wrote: 'Missed my baby'. I was so angry and disappointed but mainly angry.
Me and Corbyn had been friends before we dated for four years and he knew everything about my past including the multiple cheating exes. Due to them, I had trust issues so I was sceptical about dating Corbyn at first. He promised multiple times that he wouldn't be like them but, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? After calming down a teensy but I called Corbyn.
Corbyn, Me
Hello?
Hi
What's wrong baby?
Um, are you or were you with Christina?
Uh...no w-why do you ask
Oh well I saw her story. And it wasn't an old picture because you're wearing the same thing you did when we facetimed and I bought you that shirt before you left so...
Look it's not like that-
No Corbyn it is and if you wanted her back why didn't you tell me? You know what i've been through yet you put me through the same shit. Fuck you!
No ba-
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I threw my phone, possibly breaking it, and laid on my couch. I could kill someone right now! My phone rung with Corbyn's name appearing. i declined it along with the next 10 calls from him. I texted the boys not to let him use their phone which they must have listened since I received no calls from them.
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It's been three days and I am still not talking to Corbyn. I've gone through this before and knew it was best to cut him out of my life. It would be hard since I would still talk to the boys but I could do it.
I lie down on my bed after after a long day of school and work. I set up Netflix on my Xbox and slowly close my eyes. Just as I'm about to fall asleep I hear banging at the door. I assume it's my neighbor who hates me and loves to bother me. I throw on a hoodie which, halfway down the hallway, I realized was Corbyn's. I groan and open the door.
"Look Nacy, it is...Corbyn?" I ask confused.
I begin to shut the door but Corbyn pushes it open.
"I know that you are mad at me but please, can we just talk?" Corbyn questions.
I sigh and open the door wider for him to come in. He sits on his couch and I sit on the other side, as far away as I could.
"I messed up. I messed up bad and I get why you haven't been talking to me. The truth is, yes, I kissed Christina but as soon as I pulled away, I regretted it. I only ent over there to give her the stuff she left at the house awhile ago but she forced me to watch a movie with her. She slowly got closer and closer and we we talking and when she kissed me. No I didn't pull away immediately and I'm sorry but these three days without talking to you has been terrible. I miss our morning and late night talks where all my problems melt away. I miss hearing you laugh and listening to you ramble. Y/n I love you and I am sorry for what I did but please, give me another chance."
I sit there processing it all. Do I forgive him? Do I tell him to leave? Do I tell him I've missed him and let him make it up to me? What do I do!?!
"I don't know. When I saw that picture my heartbroke. I thought you were different and i trusted you so much. I felt abandoned Corbyn! So I don't know."
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Silence.I hear nothing. I see nothing. I feel cold. I smell medicine.
I jolt awake when I feel something sharp go into my skin. I look around to see Corbyn sitting on a chair. When he sees me he stands up and hugs me tight.
"What happened?" I ask.
"What do you mean? You just got your surgery," Corbyn responds.
"So that was just a dream?"
"Yes?"
I embrace him lovingly, happy that it was a dream because Corbyn is the love of my life.
