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She stood in front of me tears streaming down her face. I stood there feeling like time had slowed. Looking for something to say to make this all better, I opened my mouth to speak but my mind couldn't make up any words.
I knew nothing I could say would make this any better.
"I hate you." Lana's voice shook as if at any moment she'd break down into sobs.
I reached my hand out for her, but before I can grab her she slides back out the window and a small thud with the crunching of leaves was heard.
I've been told the same exact thing before but this time it felt candid. Looking into her crystal blue eyes filled with tears made my heart race 100 times what I thought possible.
"You're such an asshole." Sadie spits out, throwing salt on the wound.
She puts on her shoes quickly making her way through the house and out the door as quietly as possible. I follow behind her still trying to process what I've done.
We search for Lana through the empty, cold streets. With nowhere to look Sadie and I sit on the curb of her house s in a tension-filled silence.
"I don't know what you know, but bringing up her dad was such a shitty thing to do. This isn't like you." She nearly whispers hugging her knees.
"I feel so bad, Sadie. I don't know what to fucking do. I didn't mean it." I feel tears starting to well up in my eyes but I try my hardest to blink them away.
"Love and hate walk side by side, Finn." She hums sadly. In confusion, I get up to make eye contact.
"What?"
"I see how you stare at her, longingly. But, Finn, you will not treat her like garbage just to convince yourself you don't have feelings for her. She doesn't deserve to be spoken to the way you have since you've met. I won't allow you to tear her down for your convenience," She stands up stepping closer to me. Her words come out sternly giving me no choice but to back up. She towers over me as I sit on the wet curb. I had never seen her like this, it frightened me.
"I can't put myself in the position where I'm constantly getting hurt because you're unsure of your feelings towards someone else. I've gone through this for many years and this ends here. So you decide which one it is. " She stops to catch her breath. I could see her freckles cheeks turning pink under the bright streetlight.
"I'm tired of being strung along. Every time I finally think you feel the same way, you find someone better. Every single time. All I've ever wanted to be is enough, for you. For years I've waited for you to see me, to love me." She points at herself in frustration. Her stunning blue eyes go watery.
My hands begin to shake at the sight of the person I love most in this world, hurting. I've been conflicting all this pain on her for years without even realizing.
I walk up to her, the wet grass wetting my jeans, and wrap my arms around the distraught girl in front of me. It takes her a second to wrap her arms around me with caution.
Why do I do this? Why do I keep hurting those around me?
I move my hands away from her waist and bring them up to cup her face.
"That's not what's going on. I promise it's you, Sadie. I just felt like she was taking you from me." I whisper clutching my eyes shut while leaning my forehead on hers.
Sadie shakes her head, "That's not true, Finn."
"I know. I'm going to fix this. I just thought you didn't see me in that way. I was stupid." I reassure her with a stupid apology. She deserved more than a sorry for breaking her heart continuously.
AN; this is sort of a filler. Things are going to begin to escalate from here.
