❤︎ Chapter Forty-Two❤︎

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A/N: LOL so I decorated over a picture to make it look like an iPhone call screen and it's so busted, don't judge—pretend!

"I'll never speak to Yuji Oshiro again!"

As many times as I'd shouted it in anger hours after my public meltdown, it was still easier said than done. Ushio had treated me to cake to help me calm down, but I only ate through my tears and complained to him about how difficult being with Yuji was. By the time I cried all my tears and just became a sad sack picking through a slice of cake, Ushio decided I go home and get some rest. But all I'd done since I'd been home was think about Yuji. About how maybe I overreacted, how maybe I should have cut him some slack and tried to be more understanding of his views.

I wanted to pick my phone up  (oh, god was it ringing like crazy) and talk to him. I had 23 missed calls from Yuji Oshiro since we'd fought.

I wanted so badly to pick up, make up with him on the spot, apologize for being a drama queen about all of this and humiliating him in front of the cameras

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I wanted so badly to pick up, make up with him on the spot, apologize for being a drama queen about all of this and humiliating him in front of the cameras...but then I start thinking about how maybe my reaction wasn't all that dramatic, given the situation..and how I was the one humiliated after my confession was ruined even after it took so much confidence to say!

I didn't know how to feel anymore! I was so torn, so angry, so confused, and most of all...

I didn't know how to feel anymore! I was so torn, so angry, so confused, and most of all

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💔"It feels like my heart is tearing in two..." I sank pathetically to my knees and threw my upper half onto the seat of my couch, sobbing weakly into the cushion. The more I cried, the more emotionally exhausted I began to feel. There were too many emotions tearing me up all at once to the point where I just...

Suddenly, I feel empty..

It was like my insides had hollowed out...like I had once been filled with tears and had cried them all out of my entire being. I couldn't feel anything. I wiped my face and sat up, glancing over at my cellphone. It was dark without flicker in sight. Yuji had finally given up...he realized I didn't want to talk and was taking my silence as a final warning to cease it all.

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