Nothing, and Everything

Nothing, and Everything

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It was literally like being struck by lightning, slapped in the face, hearing angels sing hallelujah, and going down the slope of a dangerously high roller coaster all at the same time. It was a feeling I couldn't name. I stared down at my hand entangled with this stranger's hand. Why was my hand tingling and trembling like that? This... This... Douchebag in front of me just treated me like I was nothing. That never happens to me. Shaking it off, I yanked my hand away from him and scowled as I heard him chuckle. "I'll see you around..... uh......" and kept laughing as he walked off with the beautiful girl who was waiting for him.. "It's Sara, asshole! My name is Sara!" I shook my head fiercely, hoping I would wake myself up from a terrible, awful dream.. What the hell just happened?
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"Don't you see now why we can't be together?" I whispered at the crazy boy in front of me. "Aren't you repulsed by me? Disgusted? Dis interested? Can't you just tear my heart out and leave like any other normal teenage boy?" My voice cracked. He simply shook his head. "Sweetheart, I thought I made it clear from the first time I said it," He paused, "I. Like. You." He emphasized every word, and I gaped at him. "Hell of a lot, actually, so it'd be great if you stopped being salty and liked me back." "Don't you get it?" I whispered unbelievingly, "After all that, and you still don't get why I can't be with you?" He seemed relaxed, calm. Too calm for this situation. "My life doesn't involve a guy like you, Nathan. Never did. You're not my knight in shinning armor, and you aren't going to save me. This is reality, the real world. And the real world doesn't have happy endings." ---- To me, there's are six different types of crying. One; The Breakdown. Two; The Longing. Three; The Hysterical. Four; The Broken. Five; The Happy. Six; The Inevitable." ---- This short story is very depressing, I'm warning you now. It may trigger memories, or depression symptoms.

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