At that time
I needed to realize something....And to realize that , a crash was needed...
It would obviously hurt , again.
But I think a big crash was better than slowly breaking apart..... Because of her"Don't talk to me like that" I said
We were in middle of another argument
This had become a daily thing by now....But...
This time it was differentI stood up for myself, for the first time...
" You and I both know I don't deserve to be treated like this" I continued...
" Yeah right. Like you are the only person in the world "
"Huh? "
"Don't act like the victim here .... "
"Why the f**k are you even doing this to me!? " I snapped really done with being treated like garbage...
"Because it's all your fault "
"What's my fault?!
Wanting to talk to you?
Calling you by your name!?"
I shouted , gaining some attention from my classmates...She looked so dumbfounded
As I walked away really pissed and hurt ....I never shouted at anyone , Especially not at her....
"Are you fine?! "
A friend of mine asked...."Yeah, Don't worry we always fight and make up later..."
I smiled reassuring her...
But I had lied.......I had now known....
So
I didn't want to treated like this
At least not anymore..But...
I liked her so much
I could do anything for her
I could get hurt and stay hurt
As long as I'm with her.....We eventually made up....
Apologizing...
And were back to being friendsBut I didn't feel relieved like I usually did....
I felt like I was drowning...
And honestly I wanted to go back to the surface and breath ,so badly.....F**k I hated how I felt ....
I had made a decision that night....
I knew this would hurt , a lotBut I felt like it would hurt way more, way longer....
If I didn't do it...I had to let go...... Of her
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Teen FictionA tale about a girl's journey through Queerness, Her first love and Her first heartbreak...