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"Your such a liar!" My mellow hoarse voice filled Zach's room as he sat on the bed.

I was mad.

I was furious.

He lied and he doesn't deserve my forgiveness at the moment, although I will forgive him eventually.

"How did I lie?" He asked. His eyebrows furrowing in a confused manner as I threw his oversized t shirt at him.

He caught it and threw it back at me.

"You lied because you said you wanted to come with me!"

"When clearly you don't!" I added.

"Well, how do you even know that?" He asked shaking his head. His eyes full of guilt and his face written with fibs.

"I know you Zach.. what? You don't think I pay attention to your emotions and who you are as a person?" I asked crossing my arms. I was standing in front of him as he continued to sit on his bed with his shirt off and his towel in hand.

I held the T-shirt he threw back at me, close; his scent lingering into my nostrils.

"I know. I just don't want you to leave again.." he murmured. He held his head in his hands looking down at his lap with a sad expression.

My heart was hurting for him.

"Zach, this spotlight is not for me. I thought this is what I wanted and I finally came to realization that I don't want it anymore.." I explained.

I sat next to Zach on the bed and rubbed his back as he continued to place his face into the palm of his hands.

"I love you Zach, your my baby.. but.."

"If you loved me you wouldn't leave" he cut me off looking up at me with tears brimming his eyes.

"Thats not true, if you love me, you would let me go..." I said softly.

He shook his head wrapping his arms around me as I forcefully tried to stand up, but he was too strong to push away.

"I won't let you go, I refuse to let you walk out that door!" He mumbled.

I shook my head pushing his arms off of me and walking to the closet. I pulled my heavy luggage out from his closet and placed it on the floor, bending down and stuffing it with all my clothes.

This is what's best for me and myself as a person.

"No! Cindy Stop! Don't leave" he yelled. He rammed towards me and grabbed my suitcase, all of my clothes and shoes thrown across the floor.

His jaw was clenched and tears brimmed the corners of his eyes while his hands were held in fists.

Before I could say a word Zach's door slammed open, revealing Jack.

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