Chapter 2 - Withdrawal

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-Stella's POV-

"Katrina, you won't believe what just fucking happened," I grunted through the phone. I was laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. "Don't tell me Ronnie broke it off." I bit my tongue to keep from crying. That's all I could manage to do these last few hours. "He fucked another girl." We sat there in silence for a few moments. "You want me to fuck him up?" I laughed a bit before shaking my head, "No, no don't. I just want this to be a calm and formal break up. I go there and get my stuff and then we never speak again. No fighting, physically or mentally." Katrina vowed to not make any contact and then we said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone. I sat up and laid against the headboard. All is black from then.

I woke up at 7 am with a migraine and a few texts from Ronnie. He was apologizing of course and asking for forgiveness. I texted him back, "I'll be there around 12 to pick up my stuff. Don't expect shit from me." I sighed and jumped out of bed. I put my long, black, luscious hair in a bun and continued to the bathroom. My face was covered in a black residue from my make up. I washed it off and got dressed.

On my way to Ronnie's I picked up a jelly filled donut from DD. It was delicious and the cashier had crystal blue eyes I could've stared at all day. I arrived to Ronnie's and got all chocked up at the door. "I'm just going to g-get my stuff and go. Please don't make this harder than it needs to be." I looked down at the ground and walked to his room. He respected what I had asked from him and no words were said during this whole process. As I finished collecting my items, I looked at him. "I think I'll always love you. Good bye Ronnie." I gave a small smile and walked out the door before he could say a word to me. I guess I was hoping he'd run after me and say some sappy shit like they do in movies. But he didn't. I think I should be glad.

-Ronnie's POV-

Stella arrived to my house looking tired and worn out. I would've guessed she hadn't gotten a good nights rest. I can't believe I fucked this up.

She had asked me to not speak to her and as much as I wanted to resist, I let her have her space. Maybe sometime in the future, we'll meet again is all I could think as I watched her grab all her stuff and put them in a bag. I bit my bottom lip until I could taste blood. Shit. What the fuck, Ronnie.