Breaking up with Chase... I don't know if it was the best idea. But it's what I needed to do. If you can't trust someone, why try to force it? Right? Even if you always feel lonely...
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Book 4
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I tear a piece of paper out of my notebook and place it on my desk. My hand shakes as I place the pencil down on the paper, leaving little gray squiggly lines. I take a deep breath and force my hand to stop shaking long enough to write the words: maybe she's right.
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I sling my backpack onto my shoulders before grabbing the two jars of blood off of my desk before leaving. The walk from my house to Chase's bedroom is painstakingly slow, careful not to wake anyone up. My heart breaks with each step I take. I don't want to do this, I don't want to break up with him. But it's for the best. He deserves so much better than me, and he won't find that out unless I take myself out of the picture. I creep into his room and gently set the jars and note on his nightstand, so it's the first thing he sees. I watch as he sleeps peacefully and fight the urge to reach out and touch his face one last time. I take a deep breath as tears sting the back of my eyelids and quietly leave before I change my mind.
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"What the hell is this?!" Chase says as soon as he walks into our home room class. I flinch as he slams the note down on the desk, and I'm thankful that no one else is here to witness this. "Did you read it?" I ask, not meeting his eyes. "Yeah." "Good! Then you know what it is," I hide my pain with extra snark. Maybe if I just pretend that I want this, it won't hurt as much. He scoffs, "is that really all you have to say?" "What more do you want from me, Chase?!" I whisper once the classroom starts filling up and he sits down next to me at his desk. "That can't be your way of breaking up with me," he forces the words out, indicating the note that's still face up on my desk. I quickly grab it and crumple it up before others see. "It's not up for discussion."
