Part 32: Corbitch Besson

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*I walked into my room and saw Corbyn on the computer playing PUBG. He looked up and saw me. He has an "I'm sorry imma fuck up" look on his face. He then shut the game off and stood up. Damn those beautiful eyes as they looked into mine. I turnt away and sat on the bed*

Rose: before you even say it. That's all you and Jack do. Say I'm sorry. Constantly. Then you go back to breaking my heart! Do you even care about my feelings anymore? Ever since we broke up you've been an asshole! To everyone! I'm don't want to talk or listen to you nor Jack's stupid beef anymore. Until you guys grow up and stop being baby's. Just pretend like I don't exist and leave. Your not the Corbyn Besson I used to know...

*And we that Corbyn looked shocked and sad. He walked out the room and closed the door. I thought to myself, why have I got all this drama in my life. Can't I just live a normal life. I already did modeling so I guess that's all the money I need.

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