The message

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Hey loves, I haven't been posting for long I know😭I'll promise I will finish this story, but it might take longer cause of when I don't have time or motivation:) but don't worry it won't be an unfinished story🩷love you and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Scarlett's pov:
'You couldn't?! What the fuck do you mean by that y/n?! What the fuck do you mean?' I yelled at her. I hated yelling at her. She was my favorite person in the universe and here we are, yelling at each other. I just wanted to understand why she left me. That's all.

My mind went back to that one morning I found out y/n had left me. My heart shattered in pieces. That feeling started pressing on my heart again. But this time, y/n was right in front of me. Y/n is infront of me but I wish she wasn't here. I can't deal with this hurt in my heart. This feeling ripping my heart apart. The hurt that I felt for losing the one I love the most. I lost the one that's right in front of me. She is in front of me without being mine.

Y/n's pov:
Seeing Scarlett in this situation in front of me, made me want to crawl in a hole and die. I wanted to beat myself up. I brought Scarlett so much pain. I hurt her sensitive caring little heart. I didn't deserve her.

We didn't speak or yell anymore. We were lost in our thoughts. Lost in our thoughts about us. About how good we could've been. How we could've went to this premiere together and then go home and cuddle. But instead we're here, in the bathrooms, fighting with hurt hearts.

I shook my head. I needed to leave. I couldn't stare at Scarlett for any longer. I couldn't keep hurting her anymore. 'I'm sorry' I whispered and left with tears in my eyes.

Scarlett's perspective:
I felt the tears in my eyes again. Y/n left. Once again. I looked in the mirror. I was a mess. My dress was ruined and so was my make up. My hair was frizzy and most of all, my heart was broken.

When I looked in the mirror something spotted my eye. Y/n's phone. I wanted to pick it up when I saw an incoming message.

I was way too curious to not read it and took her phone. I read it. I read it again. And again and again.
I couldn't believe my eyes. 'C-Colin..'

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