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instagram had become a terrible place for corbyn. every time that he went on he would see yet another photo of jonah having a blast.

today though was supposed to have been a good day. his sister, ashley and him had going to hang out in town. they hadn't been planning to do a lot but she was rarely in town so it meant the world to corbyn.

then she got a text from her boyfriend saying that she needed to come home. ashley didn't even care to ask him the reason she just left.

so now corbyn was sitting alone at the top of the hiking trail he was going to take her on. nobody really knew about it which is why the two siblings loved it so much.

he pulled out his phone and took a picture of the skyline. the view was gorgeous, you could see all of the buildings that formed the city stretching out for miles around. in the distance you could see the sand on the beach and tiny little dots of people running across it. just as your vision began to cut off the light blue color of the water first appeared.

he logged into his instagram and quickly clicked on the photo. corbyn applied on of the shitty filters and then he deleted it. the photo looked terrible edited.

VIRGINia

he laughed at the caption of the post and then at how immature he was. corbyn quickly pressed post and then went to his feed.

the top photo caught his eye.

jonah had posted and it was definitely something he was not expecting. the picture was of him kissing a girl during sunset as the snow fell. it looked beautiful.

then corbyn read the caption and he tried to deny the tears that soon fell down his face.

tatum, it's your birthday. this pic is from a while ago but i'm so glad i met you. you have made my life better than anyone else have. you're the strongest woman and best girlfriend out there. i love you baby.

jonah had a girlfriend.

corbyn could lie and say that he was fine with that but he wasn't. jonah hadn't even bothered to tell him that. not once in all of the conversations they had did jonah mention "tatum."

corbyn clicked on her profile and tried to stay calm. she was gorgeous, everything thing about her was. of course jonah had feelings for her. then he scrolled a little farther, she went to the woman's march. she told her followers to vote. she was so liberal. there was no denying why she had appealed to jonah.

corbyn couldn't commit with that. he wasn't happy with how he looked. he dyed his hair blonde because he hated it otherwise. he changed small things because he couldn't handle them. he wasn't confident and he most definitely was not handsome.

he had tried to deny it these past few days but he couldn't anymore. he had promised himself that he didn't like jonah anymore. that his feelings for his friend were in the past.

then he felt the waves of jealousy surging through his body when he saw the post. he couldn't deny it anymore. he and jonah were meant to be together.

corbyn pulled at his hair in frustration. he wanted jonah so bad. he just wanted to confess his feelings and hold the other in his arms. he wished he could whisper in jonah's ear and tell him just how much he loved him.

corbyn couldn't do any of that. jonah would never know how deep corbyn had fallen. he was an idiot having feelings for his best friend.

that never got you anywhere.

corbyn set his phone down on the side of the mountain as he hung his head in his hands. jonah would never love him or want him.

corbyn besson was just a desperate little wannabe.

he couldn't do it anymore.

hot tears rolled down his face as his dirt covered hands smeared them away. he looked like a mess but he didn't care.

all he wanted was to go back to when things were ok.


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