Chapter 7(The last one)

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-MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING, DON'T READ AHEAD IF YOU'RE DEPRESSED OR SENSITIVE TO BLOOD OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT-

(Have a meme instead if you decide not to read on)

Wisteria and Autumn went on like normal for a few days after the fight in the hallway and everyone took her and Autumn seriously, at least to their faces

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Wisteria and Autumn went on like normal for a few days after the fight in the hallway and everyone took her and Autumn seriously, at least to their faces. Autumn didn't want to put up his good guy act anymore and he tried to Wisteria but got her voicemail and left a message.

-Three days later-


"Wisteria. I need to talk to you. I'm having second thoughts on dating you. I hate to do it but I'm breaking up with you. You have too many mental issues for me to keep up with and your mom abusing you isn't a valid excuse for all of them. You fight way too much, you're constantly crying, I've lost friends because I dated you, and my mental is being damaged because you came into my life. I love your voice and I love your body but you're not the one I need. You come from a really different background than me and you are way too much for me to handle. You're extremely clingy and I don't want to have to deal with that. Sorry but you just aren't the girl for me."

Wisteria cried as she listens to the voicemail again for the 3rd time that day. She was just an experiment to him and he was a douchebag like the rest of the guys in school. "He seemed so nice and I thought I could trust him with my problems and share my life with him. He spread the story about my mom with the whole school and made me seem like I was the crazy one who made my mom insane. And of course everyone believes him over me. He's such a bitch and I can't believe I fell for him. I guess you really can't trust anyone anymore." Wisteria says as she writes it down and signs her paper. She goes into another room and the last thing she sees before the world goes black is the gun whose trigger she just pulled fall out of her hand as she falls into sleep. Forever.

-Sorry if that wasn't how you wanted it to turn out or if that's not what you expected but neither is life. The next story is either going to be a happier one or something fantasy related-

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 08, 2019 ⏰

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