(A/N: This fanfic is a bit of angst, which isn't normal for my fanfics. Don't worry though, fluff will return. It is also lightly inspired by Jubilee Line by Wilbur Soot, check it out!)
(Narrator's P.O.V)
Instagram: One New Post From Sauceddie.
I check it. It's a picture of Gabriella, with a sapphire ring on her finger. She had held it up, to show the camera that Eddie had asked to get married. And that she said yes.
I suddenly feel sick. But why? Why am I feeling this way about it? It's Eddie, I should be happy for him! But I'm not.
I take a moment to try and breathe, but it doesn't help. I try, and try again, but nothing will work. No matter what I can do, the urge to cry and scream wouldn't go away. So I just gave up.
"Shout at the wall.."
I felt my legs collapse, and I sat on my knees as I screamed, directly at my bedroom wall with pure sadness and anger. Tears fell, and fell, and fell. But when I stopped, everything went silent, until I couldn't only hear the muffled sounds from Eddie's apartment. He had definitely heard me.
"'Cause the walls don't fucking love you.."
And, I couldn't care. I was stuck remembering the last time we spent together, just the two of us, messing around in the train station as we were about to leave to somewhere. Where that somewhere was, I couldn't remember. Not like it would matter anyway.
"There's a reason that London puts barriers on the tube line.. there's a reason.."
God knows what I'd do if I stepped foot in there again.
"They fail.."
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FanfictionI wrote all these stories a good 3 years ago. They aren't the best, and are cringe. I'm keeping them up though because they seem to still get interaction. Was a pleasure writing though.
