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chapter 9

next couple chapters might be hard to read because of

✨d r a m a✨

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you packed up your things, texting ted. you woke up at 9:45am, you barely got sleep today.

you weren't getting talked out of leaving this time, you couldn't stay here.

You

Sorry ted; I'm leaving today. Something came up.

TED <3

oh, dang. I was hoping to go to the beach today. 

You

Yeah, sorry. 

TED <3 

Well ok, have fun where u need 2 go!!

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you didn't respond to that.

last night kept playing over in your head and you realized how much you fucked up.

you know how bad it hurt to be rejected, especially when they tell you all their feelings.

you know he took what you said the wrong way, you didn't mean it like that. 

with "I don't know what to say" I mean't I was shocked, not that I was upset.

he didn't let me explain either. 

you had packed your things and threw your duffel bag over your shoulder.

once you had finished packing it was 10, and you headed downstairs to leave.

in the living room were the boys, all of them except schlatt, of course.

you didn't care anyways, better not to see him anyways. 

you muttered a, "bye" as you passed and all their eyes pricked into her shoulder as she pushed open the front door. 

you heard one of them get up but you didn't care, you continued through the door and down the driveway. you were reaching the sidewalk as you heard heavy footsteps land behind you and someone placed a hand on your shoulder.

you turned and saw it was Carson. someone I can at least bare. 

"what do you want?" you said, it came out more harshly then you wanted it to be.

you saw him wince a bit at your harsh tone but he continued, saying,

"what is wrong with you today? why are you leaving?" he asked quickly. 

"its none of your business, none of your responsibility." you quickly said, trying to turn and keep walking. that didn't happen.

"but what happened? don't lie, y/n." he warned.

"Jesus, fine! I accidentally said something to someone, and they took it the wrong way and are now mad at me. happy?" you said, starting to tear up a little bit, but you fought it as much as possible.

"im.. im sorry. I didn't know that. do you want me to get ted?" 

you hesitated, then nodding.

he turned around and walked quickly back into the house, and instead of Carson emerging it was ted.

he rushed over as soon as he saw your.. emotional state.

"what happened y/n?" he questioned, concerned.

"I messed up, ted. I really messed up."

you explained most of it to him, leaving out the long time they spent outside. 

"y/n.. its not your fault. he took it the wrong way and you know that." he said, serious.

you were still tearing up, while talking about it. you were still fighting it but it was troublesome.

"I can't talk to him about it, ted! I don't think he will ever talk to me again.."

"don't say that! he just needs to see the truth, y/n."

"he won't listen to the truth ted!" 

"look, y/n. ill talk to him, ill tell him the truth. ill see what he says, alright?"

"and calm down. I don't like seeing you like this." he ended.

"thank you, ted. im still leaving though." you sighed.

"I know, I can't stop that. get home before it gets too windy." 

"bye,"

"bye, y/n."

as to that, you walked up the street. you needed to sit somewhere and regain your energy, you had given it all away while trying not to get emotional while talking to ted.

you walked down the street, heading home..

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25m timeskip

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bzzt.

bzzt.

"??"

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TED <3

[ Ted shared 2 images with you ]

There you go

You

Thanks I'll look at those-

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The images were comprised of multiple text conversations between schlatt and ted, that explained some things. 

 I don't think he was upset anymore, but I feel I should give him space. and let myself calm down... It didn't feel good, thinking of how upset he got at me. I didn't like the feeling. 

Get home, and rest. Thats all I should do for now.

You got home, and immediately threw your stuff beside your bed and fell onto it, passing out.

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I hate this chapter so much.

it too me so long to write.

I feel that its not good, ig.

take it, if you want

-fossa