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your outfit^ i was nervous. i was scared to see him , i grabbed my board. got out my house quietly and brought my half finished blunt with me vegas: omw it was cold, but i ain't complaining i got there and i just froze when i saw gio. gio: hey i was silent gio: i'm so sorry. i know you don't wanna get back together and i'll wait for you. i'm sorry i went to estee's house while you were recovering at your house suffering with your dad. i made a huge mistake. please forgive me vegas: i trusted you gio.. not only that but you lied to me about your mom. i love you gio but don't wait for me. i'm never getting back with you. ever his eyes started to tear up gio: vegas please. i'm not demanding that we get back together but please. at least friends? vegas: no gio. not even friends. i really want us to work out. i hate you i was just balling my eyes out gio: i'm sorry i took my blunt out and just lit it gio: you smoke now? vegas: yeah. gio: you're changing. why? vegas: don't you have somewhere to be? with estee? she didn't ask you today or? gio: IM SORRY!!! what else do you want me to say?!WE DIDNT DO ANYTHING WE JUST- vegas: FUCKED? gio: no. vegas: whatever gio. leave now, please gio: if that's what you want then okay, bye i just turned away from him smoking my blunt and i just started to cry. i'm hurt. "ding" fuck vegas: hello? dad: where are you? vegas: i just came to the park, i was bored dad: come home now! vegas: ok i hung up and just left gio: i just wanted to tell you that:/ and it's okay if you don't forgive me. i already said i'm sorry vegas: gio. i'm not sorry, i don't go to my ex's house while my boyfriend is healing. bye gio: i love you as i was skating back to my house i was thinking about erick. the dude at the skatepark when i got home my dad was in the living room dad: well look who came home vegas: uh hi? dad: where were you! vegas: i already told you, at the park dad: is that why you smell like weed? fuck. vegas: there was some kids smoking there dad: bullshit , let me check your pockets vegas: don't fucking touch me! dad: COME HERE vegas: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME i was running to my room as fast as i could and locked the door dad: OPEN THE DOOR VEGAS vegas: FUCK YOU DAD dad: YOU SMOKING NOW? vegas: i already told you there was kids smoking there i packed some clothes into my backpack dad: BULLSHIT, YOU FUCKING LIAR , JUST LIKE YOUR MOM vegas: SHUT THE FUCK UP i quickly got my phone, my board and earbuds and got out the window as fast as i could dad: VEGAS DONT GET OUT THE DAMN WINDOW YOU FUCKING BITCH vegas: FUCK YOU i got on my board and skated anywhere else besides the shop fuck. i decided to call stevie stevie: hello? vegas: stevie!!! stevie! hello? stevie: vegas calm down! what happened? vegas: i need to talk to you! where are you? stevie: my house, it's like 1am what are you doing awake? vegas: can i come over? stevie: okay but don't be loud, my mom would kill me if she found out you were here vegas: okay be there in 10 stevie: okay bye i hung up and skated to stevies house i know i shouldn't but i need to talk to him and this time no nasties. i got there and txted stevie vegas: i'm here, outback he came and opened the door stevie: what happened? he whispered vegas: i need to talk to you stevie: cmon he led me to his room he locked the door and saw my backpack stevie: ran away again? vegas: uh yeah... we just stared at each other vegas: i'm sorry for saying you were fake. i was mad stevie: it's okay. we should've told you vegas: can i stay over? stevie: sure he started to make a bed out of blankets on the floor vegas: what are you doing? stevie: i'm gonna sleep on the floor, you can sleep on my bed vegas: okay i wanted to share a bed. but okay i put my backpack down and just got in his bed stevie: care to tell me what happened? vegas: my dad got mad at me because i went out to the park to see gio- stevie: you saw gio? vegas: yeah... but he just wanted to explain about the whole estee situation. but i'm not getting back with him. stevie: oh okay vegas: i came home smelling like weed and he got mad stevie: were you smoking vegas: i- yeah... stevie: since when do you smoke? vegas: since yesterday. stevie: weirdo i laughed. stevie: well goodnight v love you vegas: love you too i'm glad me and stevie didn't end up on bad terms. he's a good friend:)
