not good enough-2

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'what do you want me to do joe, give you another chance, i-is this just another time when alcohol gets 'the better of you' i said, almost panting from anger, "why, am i not good enough? did i do something wrong?-"
"NO. YOU DID NOTHING WRONG" joe shouted, slamming his fist down onto the cushion of the sofa next to him

he muttered something, his speech was slurred and un-controlled. he walked into the kitchen, sat on a stool and out his head in his hands.

i stood up and walked so i was stood behind him, "i don't know how many chances i can give you joe, this is the third time you've done this!! is this a sign that we just shouldn't be?"
he spun the stool down but still hung his head low.

"you need to leave." joe said, he looked up to me but his eyes were covered by the fringe hung over his forehead," joe..." i said, my hand reaching out to him, byron ran over to me, grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the front door, " y/n you need to leave now. please." he said, glancing quickly over towards joe, i shuffled out of the aprtment with my head hung low. that was weird, very weird indeed. i got into the elevator and closed my eyes. oh joe, what have we done?

Byrons pov-

Fucking idiot. this again? twat. actual twat. i dont think he realises how many times he can hurt this girl and get away with it. shes broken inside, he doesnt deserve her, not with what he is,

"joe, do you know how close that was? how close she was to finding out?" i said speed-walking into the front room where joe lifted his hair back onto the top of his head. he turned around and his bright-yellow eyes beamed at me from the other side of the room. i lifted my eyebrow and folded my arms. the responce was joe squinting his eyes to reveal his bright-blue eyes once again,

"that's much better, now get your shit together man!" i said, sitting down onto the chair next to the young thatcher, " do you think you should tell her eventually?"

he immidiately reacted and looked at me like i was some fool, " DO YOU REALLY THINK IM GOING TO TELL HER? WHAT WOULD HER REACTION BE? SHE WOULD BE SCARED TO SHIT!" i held my hand out to steady him, but he just dropped down to the floor.

"how, how am i meant to tell her im a werewolf?" he said, his eyes once-again yellow, beaming up at me.

*sorry i havent relly updated much, ive beens struggling finding time to edit let alone write wattpads lmao*

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