Chapter 43

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Camilla-
Oh my god what have I done?
I don't understand this.
Me
Him
What even are we? Why are we so complicated? First he wants me but then says we should stop seeing each other. But I've always loved him.
What did I DO?!?
Thomas is still lying in the floor, terrified, a red, angry ring around this neck. He is still gasping for air. I rush to him, and he gives me a look.
"So when were... you going ..... to mention Eminem ... was... your boyfriend?" He coughs.
I help him stand up, but when I touch him I feel a deep pit in my stomach.
"I thought we weren't together anymore... I thought he didn't love me..." I trail off and reach across the counter to get paper towels to pick up spilled coffee.
Thomas is putting on his shoes slowly.
"Do you need anything?" I ask clasping my hands together and staring at my cat, cleaning himself in the window.
Thomas Glares at me and stands up, " your a sick bitch doing that to the god of rap ." He pokes his finger at me and grabs his brief case and leaves my house.
I lean against the wall and sink to the floor, put my hands on my head and I start to cry.
And
That's
When
I
Sink
In
A
Deep
Dark
And
Dangerous
Depression

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 05, 2019 ⏰

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