She snuggles deeper, enjoying his warmth.
He runs his fingers through her hair.
She sighs, happy at the moment.
His breath quickens, just looking at her beautiful perfection.
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"I'M SICK OF THIS!" She yells.
"OF WHAT?" He yells back.
"OF YOU!" She screams. Tears were rolling steadily down her cheeks.
He wraps her in his arms.
She shoves him back.
"Get. away." She whispers, hoarse from the tears and screaming.
"Why?" He sneers.
"Cause, I thought you were my happy ending... but you're not." She retorts.
"Babe, in this world... there are no happy endings." He smirks at her shocked expression.
She had always believed in happy endings, and believed that she would get one... but she was wrong. She was just a toy for him, a toy that he would throw away, to get another...
A/N: 1) I'm not really this depressing in real life... 2) I know people who have written more depressive things then this. 3) I BELIEVE IN HAPPY ENDINGS!!!!!!
~Bailey! <3
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