He put his arms at each side of her head so she was tackled on the lockers, so this time she couldn't escape from him. But she couldn't look at him, not in this position, she was feeling too much pressure.
"How can you pretend I broke you when you're the one who did shit? He said, angrily.
-Because if we count the shit I did, let's count the 7 month we had when I was the greatest girlfriend you'll ever had, when I was doing everything I could just to see you smile, when I was giving you literally every fucking thing that could make you happy. It's so easy to remember the bad things and forget all the good.
-How can you... I...
-Shht, don't say anything."
She finally let her eyes swim inside his, but this time she had a different look, it wasn't broken, it was simply empty, like if there was nothing left inside of her. It was almost scary, so this time he was the one feeling the pressure, like if she was crushing him with her eyes, so he removed his hands as she said.
"You want me? Okay, then, come and find me."
And then she gave him a piece of paper with an address written on it and a note that said "welcome to my world."
"I can't.
-Then stay away from me."
She smiled and left again, leaving him a new time with nothing else to add.
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Short StoryThose stories don't really have a link between each other. Those stories often don't have beginning nor ends. These are just things that I wrote a long time before. Those stories often talks about sad stuff like depression, heartbreak, drugs etc.. T...
