𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

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all i remembered was running to his house ,  only to curl up into a ball on his bed and have an emotional breakdown ,  causing him to constantly cast worried glances at me .  a small part of me felt guilty for worrying him .  despite being in his arms as he tried to comfort me without knowing the reason to my unexpected state ,  i still couldn ' t stop crying .

family problems .  it always has been .  my parents were arguing ... again .  i was sick of this household ,  constantly being called fat or a useless flower vase .  as much as the matter troubles me ,  i promised myself to not tell him about it .  i will just be a burden to him .

" what ' s wrong ? "  he asked ,  his concerned tone bringing me back into tears .  sometimes ,  i don ' t even know what i did to deserve such a perfect boyfriend .  i shook my head ,  refusing to tell him .  his facial expression fell ,  just for a brief moment ,  showing his hurt expression before quickly composing himself and forced a smile ... not that i knew he faking it .  " it ' s alright .  you can tell me about it some other day . "  he replied ,  gently patting me .  i sniffled ,  turning to hug him tightly .

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