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Chapter 2
PAIGES POV:
Two days later:
My Buoy <3: Hey Paige, sorry I just got your text. I was real busy and uh yeah that's pretty much it. But if it's okay with you I'd love to maybe stop by in a few? I want to talk and catch up:)
Me: Hey babe! Yes PLEASE come over. All I've been doing is sitting here, watching TV with Rosie like 24/7. I wanna see your face because I miss you love ;)
2 hours later:
The doorbell rang and Rosie went absolutely crazy. I jumped up and sprinted to the door knowing my Chris was finally here. When I flew the door open I was greeted my his beautiful smirk. "Baby!" I shrieked as I jumped up and flew my arms around his neck. "I missed you." I mumbled against his neck. "I know, I know. Sorry I haven't been over here in a while." He said. "Nah, don't worry about it." I lied. I was secretly extremely lonely in my apartment. "Well come on in babe. How've ya been? I was so worried about you." I bombarded him with questions. "No I'm fine, obviously. But I uh, just wanted to sit down and talk with you for a bit if that's alright." "Yeah, I got the time." I smiled as we both sat down at the dining room table.
He took my hand in his and rubbed circles on my thumb. "Well ,I've been thinking and uh...I've just been so busy lately and I feel bad for leaving you all the time so I thought it would be best..um..ya know, for us to maybe take a little break." He stuttered, not knowing what my reaction would be. My mouth fell slightly agape. "Wait so are you like...like implying for us to breakup?" I said gripping his hand tighter. He let go of me. "Yeah that's exactly what I'm saying. And I'm trying not to fall apart watching you on the verge of tears so, I wanted us to stay on good terms and stay friends but I have a feeling you're going to start" "Chris, why? What did I do? Is it...can I...let me fix this!" "Yelling." He said after I, well yelled. I smacked my hand against my face. "How is this happening? Chris I love you, I don't understand. You don't love me back? Is that what you're saying?" I started breathing heavily. "Paige, when I said I love you in the beginning, I totally meant it because I did love you but then..." His vice trailed off. "Then what? What did I do?"
"You changed." There was silence. "I mean I could always deal with us being together but then you wanted us together every second of every single day and" "What being a girl in love is bad all of a sudden?!" I yelled. "No! Not at all, just you're too clingy and too attached and sometimes I just wanted like a little fling kind of thing and I..." My eyes widened. "What so you got bored one night and cheated on me? Because I wouldn't have sex with you? Chris, that was the beginning of my anorexia and I was too fragile, you knew it! You were the one who told me to do nothing but eat, and you thought I was just gonna let you push all of you weight into my 80 pound body?!" I screamed at him. "Ya know? I'm sorry for even bothering with you! I tried to help you Paige but you're just too much. All with this bullshit about not being good enough like yes you fucking are! Stop being so fed up with getting attention! Saying, oh no Chris, I can't eat that I'll gain like an ounce. Like Paige, you're not an anorexic or bulisfnkfnzc whatever the hell that thing is, and you just annoy me sometimes. I've held this in for way too long babe. You don't understand how much I've had to deal with okay? You just don't. So yeah, I needed a break and went off with another girl for a little bit. And now I'm happier with her and I don't mean to hurt your feelings but this was obviously meant to happen like this." He yelled. He then got up from his seat and walked right out the door. I was left stunned.
Rosie quickly jumped on my lap to comfort me, knowing I was upset, due to the tears streaming down my face. I picked her up and threw her onto the couch. She slightly whimpered as I stormed up the stairs and into the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror, eyes red and puffy, light pink scratches on my thighs from clawing into my flesh. I needed to get rid of the pain. Chris was the absolute love of my life and he just, just left me like that. Apparently I'm that easy to get rid of.
The pain was finally gone once that blade slid into wrist.
Two days later:
My Buoy <3: Hey Paige, sorry I just got your text. I was real busy and uh yeah that's pretty much it. But if it's okay with you I'd love to maybe stop by in a few? I want to talk and catch up:)
Me: Hey babe! Yes PLEASE come over. All I've been doing is sitting here, watching TV with Rosie like 24/7. I wanna see your face because I miss you love ;)
2 hours later:
The doorbell rang and Rosie went absolutely crazy. I jumped up and sprinted to the door knowing my Chris was finally here. When I flew the door open I was greeted my his beautiful smirk. "Baby!" I shrieked as I jumped up and flew my arms around his neck. "I missed you." I mumbled against his neck. "I know, I know. Sorry I haven't been over here in a while." He said. "Nah, don't worry about it." I lied. I was secretly extremely lonely in my apartment. "Well come on in babe. How've ya been? I was so worried about you." I bombarded him with questions. "No I'm fine, obviously. But I uh, just wanted to sit down and talk with you for a bit if that's alright." "Yeah, I got the time." I smiled as we both sat down at the dining room table.
He took my hand in his and rubbed circles on my thumb. "Well ,I've been thinking and uh...I've just been so busy lately and I feel bad for leaving you all the time so I thought it would be best..um..ya know, for us to maybe take a little break." He stuttered, not knowing what my reaction would be. My mouth fell slightly agape. "Wait so are you like...like implying for us to breakup?" I said gripping his hand tighter. He let go of me. "Yeah that's exactly what I'm saying. And I'm trying not to fall apart watching you on the verge of tears so, I wanted us to stay on good terms and stay friends but I have a feeling you're going to start" "Chris, why? What did I do? Is it...can I...let me fix this!" "Yelling." He said after I, well yelled. I smacked my hand against my face. "How is this happening? Chris I love you, I don't understand. You don't love me back? Is that what you're saying?" I started breathing heavily. "Paige, when I said I love you in the beginning, I totally meant it because I did love you but then..." His vice trailed off. "Then what? What did I do?"
"You changed." There was silence. "I mean I could always deal with us being together but then you wanted us together every second of every single day and" "What being a girl in love is bad all of a sudden?!" I yelled. "No! Not at all, just you're too clingy and too attached and sometimes I just wanted like a little fling kind of thing and I..." My eyes widened. "What so you got bored one night and cheated on me? Because I wouldn't have sex with you? Chris, that was the beginning of my anorexia and I was too fragile, you knew it! You were the one who told me to do nothing but eat, and you thought I was just gonna let you push all of you weight into my 80 pound body?!" I screamed at him. "Ya know? I'm sorry for even bothering with you! I tried to help you Paige but you're just too much. All with this bullshit about not being good enough like yes you fucking are! Stop being so fed up with getting attention! Saying, oh no Chris, I can't eat that I'll gain like an ounce. Like Paige, you're not an anorexic or bulisfnkfnzc whatever the hell that thing is, and you just annoy me sometimes. I've held this in for way too long babe. You don't understand how much I've had to deal with okay? You just don't. So yeah, I needed a break and went off with another girl for a little bit. And now I'm happier with her and I don't mean to hurt your feelings but this was obviously meant to happen like this." He yelled. He then got up from his seat and walked right out the door. I was left stunned.
Rosie quickly jumped on my lap to comfort me, knowing I was upset, due to the tears streaming down my face. I picked her up and threw her onto the couch. She slightly whimpered as I stormed up the stairs and into the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror, eyes red and puffy, light pink scratches on my thighs from clawing into my flesh. I needed to get rid of the pain. Chris was the absolute love of my life and he just, just left me like that. Apparently I'm that easy to get rid of.
The pain was finally gone once that blade slid into wrist.
tehehe;)
8/27/13