come home 🥀 sequel to sued into submission 🥀 tracob

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Troye Sivan

"What?!" Denise speaks loudly into her mobile, being on the phone with me.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She inquires as I tell her about my message in the mail.

"I-I don't know..." I tremble, "How could he do that?"

I can imagine her frown, "I don't know dear, I'm sorry."

"Do you think maybe you should ask him?" She asks.

I sniffle and wipe my tears, "No- no, I don't want to know."

I walk to my dustbin and throw the letter in, settling down on my kitchen floor and looking down at my fingers.

"He's a waste of my time and heart. He's done enough." I try my best to tell both myself and Denise.

We both know I'm full of it. I miss him so bloody much, my heart breaks over and over for his unworthy arse. I still miss him so damn much...

"Alright, love..." She trails off, "I'll be home in a few. Will you be okay?"

I shrug though she can't see me, "I don't know."

"Honey," She tries, "It will be okay. I will see you soon."

"See you soon," I mumble, hanging up the phone and dropping it in my lap.

I sit alone on the floor until she gets home, her handing me a bottle of wine and a box of chocolates she must have gotten from the sale Target is having after Valentine's day. I thank her and drink my problems away on the floor, not quite ready to get up anytime soon.

"What am I supposed to do?" I whisper, Denise sat across from me in the kitchen.

"Hm?" She asks, brushing her grey hair out of her face.

"He's the only love I know." I admit, though we both already knew.

"Maybe he's the only one I'll ever know."

"I'll get more wine."