Crazy, that's what.

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"No."

No.

One word. Two letters. Negative. Good or bad depending on the question or situation. A short, crisp, direct answer.

And a bloody blow to my gut.

The phone shook in my hand and I forced my voice to be steady, not to show any evidence of my crying.

"No? What do you mean no?"

The deep voice on the other end always made me smile but at the moment, it made another silent tear slip from my eye. "I mean no as in, no you can't break up with me."

My voice shook with rage. "I'm not asking if I can break up with you. I'm breaking up with you."

"And I said no. Three times now."

I snapped. "You're a bloody idiot, you know that right? I saw you kiss flipping Anna."

There was no hesitation. He was calm, infuriatingly calm. "I know."

I put him on hold. Dropping my phone on my bed, I let out a loud scream. I kicked at my table, almost ripped out my hair, tore my shirt in half and threw one of the framed pictures I had of him on the wall. I rarely reacted to things but when I did I over did it.

I was positive I was over reacting now but I didn't care, I was concentrated on the bloody idiot.

I wish he was here, so I would wring his neck with my hands. I would cut his balls off. I would make him cry, I would make him pay.

No you wouldn't, my subconscious dared to remind me, you like him too much, you wouldn't be able to hurt him.

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

"I'm breaking up with you, right now."  I said firmly.

His voice came just as firm. "And I disagree."

"Are you crazy?"

He sighed, his voice soft like he was explaining to a five year old. "I asked you out. In front of everyone you love. That took guts because your dad doesn't even like me." His soft tone dropped and I detected a hint of fury. "I loved you. I treated you like a good boyfriend would. So please, save me one last thread of respect and give me a worthy break up."

Ignoring the fact that he was talking in past tense, like we were really really over, I let him hear the genuine confusion in my voice. "What do you mean?"

"Break up with me face to face. I didn't ask you out through the phone, you have no bloody right to do so to me. It's bloody disrespectful and I won't take it. Goodbye."

Silently I let the phone fall, tears running down my face.

I couldn't do it. I knew I couldn't do it. Which was why I had resorted to doing it over the phone. He probably knew it too. Even after being cheated on for a third time, I didn't have the courage to look into his eyes and say the words.

I could imagine the scenario. I would stand in front of him, feeling short at his 6'2 height even though I'm 5'9.

The words would be in my mind, ready to be let out but my mouth wouldn't be to say them, not when he would be staring at me with eyes that seemed to know my every thought, every feeling.

"I am break ..." I would start to say. "I'm breaking ..."

"You're what?" He would say and I would stare up at him.

A grave mistake that would be. His hazel eyes was his best feature, the yellowish brown orbs with specks of green, gold and brown at the centre, seemed to draw you in, stare deep into your soul.

I would forget what I wanted to say, lost in them, and he would amusedly bring me back to reality, my cheeks would burn in embarrassment and I would run from him.

He would not laugh, he was considerate, but he would grin at my retreating figure, all aware of how hopeless I was when it came to him.

I was always hopeless.

No. I will not be hopeless. I will not be a coward. Tomorrow I'll go to school early, find him, and then break up with him. Simple. Nothing is going to hold me back.

I was wrong, so very wrong as the next day as I drove past his house as usual on my way to school, I blinked disbelievingly at the large sign at the side that said the words "SOLD.

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For those who've read this chapter before, yes I changed it from third person to her POV. I feel it's better this way.

This is my first ever short story on Wattpad and I hope you like it. It's kind of a challenge considering I haven't written a short anything before.

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