𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄, 𝐬𝐭𝟐

NINETEEN. good cries

NATALIE D'ANGELO

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i look over at the girl. she's just a bit taller than me. brown hair that's slicked back behind her ears. black eye makeup for days. along with all black clothing.

she is pretty. really pretty.

"eleven" mike breathes out.

"mike" she says back, softly. they embrace each other. my head turns as max and i exchange a similar glance. "is that...?" max turns away to question lucas. he nods and i watch the reunion in front of me.

mike looks the happiest i have seen him the entire time i've known him.

"i never gave up on you. i called you every night. every night for-" he's cut off by her opening her mouth. "353 days" eleven responds.

i look around to see everyone watching the sweet moment in awe. "i have to go to the bathroom" i say in a quiet whisper-like voice. no one hears me though.

or takes notice of my absence.

i walk away and turn into the bathroom, a tear slowly falling from my eye as i enter the room. i shut the door behind me, sliding down it slowly as to not make any noise to disturb anyone on the other side.

"stupid" i smack myself on the forehead. "he would never like you! stupid!" i hear some commotion going on out on the other side of the door but i tune it out going back to my self persecution.

there's a soft knock on the door that interrupts me. "nat?" i know christie's voice anywhere. "yea?" my voice cracks the way a prepubescent boys would.

"open the door" she says with a bit of sternness in her voice.

i turn around and twist the lock, letting her before locking it yet again. i turn around to look at her. "oh honey" she says as soon as she takes notice of my face.

i hug her. tightly. tighter than we've hugged in a long time.

"why are you crying?" she pets my hair before planting a soft kiss on the top of my head. "i liked him" i sniffle out.

"who?" christie thinks for a second, "mike?"

i nod and cry into her shoulder harder. "and i knew the whole time about her but i thought things would change. i thought maybe i could have a chance" the tears continue to flow.

i pull away from the hug after a minute and look into the mirror in front of us.

"hey you're amazing and if mike doesn't see that then fuck him, he's not worth your time anyways. why do you think i like girls?" she asks as i grab a cloth to dab cold water under my eyes. it's good for the puffiness.