Chapter 2
Garret had to go somewhere. Miller and I walked to his house.
"Come here," Miller said grabbing my hand. He opened a door to a room. "This will be your room. That's the bathroom," he pointed to a room. "And that's my room," he pointed to another door. He pulled me somewhere else. "This is the living room. This is where Josh and Garret sleep whenever they come over which is almost every day."
"Okay,"
That night I went to bed kind of early. I have no idea when Miller went to bed.
Why does he want me here so much? At least I have him back. He's the only person I have ever trusted. I don't let myself get close to anyone. I'm scared they'll hurt me. I only got close to Miller because he was always with me. Until he got away.
Poppy's POV
"Josh, come on please!" I begged. "I love you!" I lied.
I'm starting to think this isn't worth it anymore. Even if someone else gets him. (She will die by the way.)
"Well then stop acting like you love me and then the next second you hate me!" Josh said. "You are so bipolar!"
"I am NOT bipolar! God Josh, if you did what I told you to we would have this problem!"
"We're not married, Poppy!"
"So? Just do what I tell you to do!"
"Well, I'm not doing stupid shit that your lazy ass should do!"
"What I asked you to do is not stupid and I'm not lazy!"
"You want me to make your bed, clean your room, walk your dog, and go get you a cat!"
"Well, I'm not going to do all that. Will you clean the rest of my house while your at it? My parents are coming over and my house is a mess."
"He'll to the fucking no!"
"Whatever. You're just lazy." I said laying on the couch. I clapped my hands. "Start cleaning."
"I'm leaving," he said before walking out. He walked back in a minute later.
"I knew you'd be back!" I said smiling. "First cleaning my room."
"No,"
"Did you just say no to ME?"
"Yeah. I'm hear to say we're over."
"Um, I don't think so. I say when were over." I said walking towards him. What the fuck is wrong with him today? Doesn't he know he can never break up with me?
"Not this time,"
"I love you Josh," I'm so lying.
"Shut the fuck up. You're lying."
"Don't tell ME to shut up!"
"Oh well," he said before walking out the door.
We're not over. No one else can have him. When I'm dead he can. Maybe not even then. NO ONE can have him. Even if I don't love him (and barely like him).
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I listened to New Politics while re writing this. I just heard of them from watching MTV. I bought there album last night on iTunes. I can't stop listening to it! They're amazing!
I was at my grandparents house last night and the night before that. I forgot my notebook so I couldn't write it.
I had to put this in here so you would know Josh and Poppy broke up.
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Don't Hurt Me
Teen FictionLyric Blythe has been abused by her parents her whole life. She hasn't seen her brother Miller sense she was 10. Now she is 18 and wants out.