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Madelyn's POV

"Why the fuck would you do that, whats your problem," I yell as I shove him away even though it wasn't stronger probably cause he's like 6 feet tall. 

"You know damn well I'm fucking 18!"

"Yeah you're right, I did know, but I felt bad for the guy," Mason says in the most casual tone ever. 

"I- WHAT!"

"Its true, having you as a girlfriend or even friend is hectic."

"I mean who wants someone who cried over there nail being broken," Mason says. 

So what if I cried. this pink French tips were too good to be gone.Mason then looks down at my dark red painted nails, and so do I. 

"So what if I did. They probably cost more than your whole outfit," I say. 

"Mason I can't believe my nail just broke," Mason says mocking me.

"Im sure Asher doesn't need someone who acts like a 10 year old," Mason says. 

"Then why'd you date a 10 year old," I mutter. 

Once I say that we both go silent until he mutters back, "mistakes."

I try my best to hold the tears that are forming in my eyes.

"Fuck you," I say as I storm off next to the car as I text my brother to leave.

My brother unlocks the car and I enter the passenger seat since my brother is way too drunk. unfortunately this means I'm sitting next to Mason since he's driving. I look into the window  avoiding Masons gaze. We do make eye contact in the mirror. But I look away quickly.

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