"...I just have never got mad at a girl like that before, ya know?" I say staring at my drink. "It's always been my brother's, and we would fight it out."
Kole sits in her chair with her knees pulled up to her chest. She sighs.
"But once, I saw this thing," I tell her. "And it said something about, like, the same part of your brain that hates, loves too."
"What?" She ask with a little attitude in her voice.
"Like, some people can only make you supper mad if you love them a lot. But if you notice, someone you don't know can't make you mad, as much as some one you know, could."
She raises her brows. "So you're saying that it was okay to hit me because you love me?"
"I-"
"I suppose it was okay for my father to also?"
"No, no. Not at all." I ramble. "I guess what I was saying is, that I love you a lot, and I've never experienced being mad at a person I loved a lot who was female. So it kinda slipped. But it won't happen again. It won't. And I'm really sorry." I clear my throat and look up. "And now I'm getting really emotional, now that I think about it again." I feel tears burning my eyes.
I sit my head in the table, my arms around my head. I start crying, like a bitch, right there. Girls can show you, how unmanly you really are.
I was surprised when I feel hands touching my shoulders, and soon were pulling me into a tight hug. I barry my face into her shoulder.
"Why did I do that to you Kole?" I cry.
"I don't know." She answers. "But you're not going to do it again, right?"
"No. No, never ever. I'm never going to hurt my girl again!"
"Then let's go home and watch Netflix. I don't like being in public."
I pull out of her shoulder, probably looking like shit, and smile. "Okay."
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Kole's POV
I don't know why I forgave him. I think it was because a small part of me knew I would forgive him any way, I just wanted to get it done and over with. We came to my house, and only watched two movies. Eventually he decided to leave. But before he did, he was sure to kiss me four times before he left.
Again I was left with nothing to do. What do I do? I wonder what people did before technology for fun, other than reading, I don't have any books, and I honestly don't feel like searching the web for one.
Soon I decide I want to go on a walk, and I do.
There is so many things I haven't noticed about my neighbourhood. It's so plain and boring.
I find myself travelling far away, I don't want to get lost, so I start to head back. It's getting late and I am pretty exhausted.
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Matt's POV
I sit in my house alone watching the TV, honestly, I don't know what the hell this shit is. The actors are terrible and the picture sucks. I wish I didn't leave Kole's, but I wanted to give her a little space.
Finally I hear a knock from the door.
I really don't want to get up. But I sigh, and get up anyways. I take a drink of my coke that was sitting in the table and walk to the door.
I open the door. There stands my brother. His eyes and cheeks are red. There were some try tears on his white shirt that exposed his arms. He nods trying to hold back tears.
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Thief 2 (m.e.)
RandomMy name is (Y/n), well by law that is, due to the constant years of being bullied, and having my name rhymed with other words in school, I changed my name to Kole. I'm seventeen, live alone, and I'm a Senior in high school. If you were to ask someo...