Gasoline
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*the cover is in progress* "Tilly I'm so sorry", I barely choked out. I could hear his silent sobs through the door. How could I fucked up so badly?
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"Go! I don't want to get anymore hate on twitter for making you late to the concert!" Jayy furrowed his eyebrows at me and looked confused."Wait, more hate? Are you-" My eyes widened as I realized what I had said. "Nothing, gotta go, bye!" I shut the door in Jayy's face quickly. I heard him call my name a few times angrily before it was silent. I leaned against the door, only to jump away from it when I felt a thump hit the door and an angry cry. I waited a few moments before sliding against it and sitting on the floor. I put my head in my hands and let a few stray tears run free. Why couldn't anything in my life be simple? I hope to God that Jayy wasn't the one that punched the door.

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