SH!T, WRONG NUMBER , M.P

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A SMALL PART OF ME had borderline emotions about what i did to mattia.

one side feels bad but the other doesn't. deep down inside i know that what i did was wrong, but i always find a way to justify the situation. well at least on my end of it.

my thoughts were interrupted as justin burst into my room. "i thought you ended things with him alyssa!" he shouted.

"the fuck are you talking about? ending things with who?" i questioned. at this point, i was hella confused as to what he was talking about.

is he talking about mattia?

"mattia!" he shouted.

"okay first of all, i did the fuck are you saying right now justin? i did end things with him, i ended shit with him before i even came down to texas!"

"yeah that's what you always say! i'm done with you and your stupid ass excuses! we're done alyssa!" he stormed out my room like the stupid little pussy he is.

for some reason, i felt a huge relief lifted off of my shoulder when he left. usually, i'd drop down to the floor and cry but for some reason i didn't, i just sat there in disbelief.

it was kind of hard to believe that even after six months, justin would just get tired of me and end things— which is what he did.

but i just wasn't sad or even the slightest bit of upset. it was weird.

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NEW MESSAGE FROM MATTIA!

TODAY 7:41 PM

MATTIA
i heard about your little breakup

ALY
how?

MATTIA
well i was the cause-

MATTIA
he called me all aNgRy and shit

ALY
that doesn't surprise. he burst through
my room and yelled at me ✨ little pussy

MATTIA
LMAO- you dated him doe

ALY
still.

ALY
anywho i'll leave you to it luv, gots to
go

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