Part 6

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We started walking to Brendens to get my stuff.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Billie asked sweetly.

I stared at the ground. "No, it's fine. He'd probably get upset if her saw me with you. If you don't mind you might have to wait around the corner." He agreed and we kept walking.

I finally got to the front porch and knocked on the door. I looked at Billie who was a block away, he gave me a thumbs up and walked a little farther away. I waited a moment and he opened.

"Hey, what do you want?" He slurred his words. He's probably had a few beers.

"I told you what I want. Now let me in." I barged in and walked upstairs to what used to be our room. I grabbed a suitcase and shoved my stuff inside.

"What the fuck! Get out of my house!" Brenden yelled. I picked up my phone and showed him our conversation from last night. He read it and moaned.
"Fine. Get your shit and get the fuck out. I have a date tonight."

I glared at him. "Do you think I give a living shit that you have a date?! You'll probably just fuck her and never talk to her again! You're just gonna make her feel like shit like you did to me!" I shouted. I was happy I was confronting him. I never thought I'd do it but here I am shouting at him.

"I made you feel like shit? Psh! I don't have a clue what you're talking about!" I became furious.

"You never paid any attention to me so you never fucking realized I was depressed!! I tried to commit fucking suicide because of you!! I hope you fucking die!!" I pushed him away. He grabbed my hand and spun me towards him and leaned in and kissed me. He let go and I looked at him in a angry look. More like confused, hurt, and angry look. He sat down on the bed and grabbed his hair with his hands as his elbows rested on his knees.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. "I'm so sorry for hurting you, and I'm sorry I made you feel like shit and I'm sorry about everything ive ever done to you." My expression changed to something more calm.
"You can get your stuff..." He said softly. He sniffled and wiped his cheek. I'd never seen him cry before. He'd never showed so much emotion. I turned around slowly and grabbed my makeup bag and threw it into my suitcase. Then I did the same with my clothes and shoes and everything else. I got a backpack from the closet and put the last few things into the backpack.

I kissed Brendens cheek and left, I walked up to Billie Joe and a tear fell from my cheek.

"Are you alright? What happened?" He put his arm around me as we walked back home.

"I'll explain it to y-you at home." I said as I slightly mumbled.

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