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Sorry for disappearing i was busy and now i'm in grade 11 with a job! and a schedule! so i'm even busier! but i'm bored so let me start writing again 🫣 ik y'all are so mad at me for saying i was gonna update and never updating cause i'm a liar but i'm not lying this time cause if you scroll there's an update right under this note 🙄 but BEFOREE you start reading let's do a little catch up for anyone that was here when the book started! Johnny is now 19. He has a girlfriend (with all due respect no offence to her i'm still gonna write this unless she comes out and says this makes her uncomfortable just so i can finish this story off!) anddd Y/n and johnny are broken up 😦?! ok let's get reading!
Warnings: unedited (probably bad grammar) and bad tbh i haven't written in forever
{Y/n's POV}
The cobblestone clicks under my feet as I pick up my pace just barely escaping the panting from the boy following behind me. "Y/n would you please just hear me out"
Coming to a quick halt and turning around I face the same person i've been dreading hearing from for months. So as I plaster on my least genuine smile, I feel my stomach sink as the words "Fine johnny, I'm listening" leave my mouth.
Three times. That's the amount of times he opened his mouth, paused for a second, and then closed it again before stopping to scratch the back of his neck. "I..I don't....you usually make me beg a couple times before you hear me out I don't really have anything prepared..."
Unfucking believeable
I look at him. Blinking a couple times before taking a deep breath. But before I can speak he interrupts me
"Why do you hate me?"
Insufferable. That's the word I would use to describe how I feel right now. Looking at him. Hearing him talk. Listening to the words he's saying. Just insufferable.
"Because you gave me every reason to." Hurt. That's probably the word anyone sensible would use to describe how he probably feels right now. Looking at me. Hearing me talk. Listening to the words I'm saying. Just Hurt.
I know because that's how I feel too.
Hurt and Insufferable.
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A/n: no clue if this will ever have another part or if this book will be continued but i am however still writing my own book so don't disappear🤭
