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do you know what is to, be be the one to fix you and all you do is run back to the one who breaks your heart
warnings; saddish :(
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"im done with him this time!" sasha sobbed, knees tucked to her chest, as a pair of comforting arms wrapped around her small, fragile body.
"good," seth whispered and left a kiss on her temple, "you're better off without that piece of shit."
finn.
he was sasha's boyfriend. they started dating back in nxt and hadn't officially broken up since. seth who was sashas bestfriend, was never a fan of the irish man. how could he be? he hurt sasha day after day, mentally and even physically at times.
sasha would cry into seths arms one night and run back to finn the next. it happened over and over and over like a broken record.
"can i stay here tonight? i'll get my stuff in the morning and break up with him then. i just want to sleep right now," sashas voice was shaky. she sounded so broken and innocent. it tore seth to pieces seeing her like this.
he knew he could be so so so much better than finn.
"of course angel. change into this and then you can climb into my bed alright," he handed her one of his hoodies before she walked to the bathroom.
seth sighed, lightly massaging his temples.
he wanted to be with sasha so bad, but she was oblivious to it. either he was a great actor or she was very unobservant.
seth knew sasha wasn't going to break up with finn in the morning. she'd crawl right back into his devil like arms.
as much as seth wanted to keep supporting sasha through this awful relationship, he couldn't. he was being hurt.
he was only here for her to cry to. she'd be gone in the morning, acting as if it never happened.
why? why couldn't she see that seth was the one for her? it wasn't fair.
seth's thoughts were interrupted by sasha walking out of the bathroom, comfortably dressed in his hoodie which fell just above her knees. he smiled at how tiny she looked all wrapped up in it.
"ready for bed sweetheart?" he asked. she nodded her head and climbed into the king sized bed, pulling the warm comforter over her body, "rest well pretty girl," he placed a kiss on her forehead before shutting off the lights and walking out of his bedroom.
he walked to the kitchen, sitting up on the island chair in front of his laptop.
he scrolled through the many photos he had of him and sasha being complete idiots, but one caught his eye.
