jamesmarriottig:
Are you still mad at me?
I completely understand why you would be. If I'm honest, I'm even more mad at myself for letting you see me like that.
I don't want to only message you when I'm drunk.
Forgive me?
inabber:
Bad hangover?
jamesmarriottig:
I've had worse tbh
inabber:
Do you drink a lot then?
jamesmarriottig:
used to be an alcoholic.
But I've changed.
inabber:
...
You literally drank last night.
jamesmarriottig:
first time in months
I promise
now
I think I owe you a rather big explanation
inabber:
That'd be great.
jamesmarriottig:
I won't bullshit you Fraser.
When Alex said we couldn't talk I was mad.
I messaged him, but it didn't go the way I wanted it to. I was horrible to him Fraser.
I don't even forgive myself for what I said.
It was all my fault, I know. You can hate me too, that's fine.
But I am sorry.
I didn't mean anything i said.
inabber:
What did you say?
jamesmarriottig:
do I have to say?
inabber:
Yes.
jamesmarriottig:
told him to drown himself
called him a selfish little brat
think I called him a sket or a whore
inabber:
...
And you expect everyone to forgive you?
Not
A
Chance.
YOU ARE READING
soft boy
Fanfiction♡an instagram love (questionable) story♡ jamesmarriottig: well aren't you a soft boy inabber: excuse me?
