Kill me with your words.
"You do-"
"Bull shit!" the beautiful girl in front of me yelled, shoving her palms into my chest, tears threatening to fall down her face, "Y-y-you're letting this," she gestured towards me, "control you."
"Letting what control me?" I hissed, glaring at her. Her bottom lip started trembling and she sniffled. I felt nothing. No remorse. Yet, I know exactly what she's talking about. Tears threatened to fall from her emerald eyes, her bangs falling in her face. She looks like a spitting image of a little depressed teenager. Yet, she's 23. Past the teenage years.
Her face turned angry, her cheeks turning bright red, her eyes darkening, "Fuck you Alexander Gaskarth!" she screamed at the loudest tone I've heard in months. She pushed past me and opened the front door of our home, "Get out!"
"What?" I asked, sighing. I really don't need this now.
"If you can't figure what the FUCK is wrong then just... Leave. Go fuck that bitch. Again. Oh wait, it's probably not as fun anymore now that I'm giving you permission you ASSHOLE!" tears fell down her cheeks, eyeliner and mascara streaking her face. I walked towards the door, no emotion shown still. As I was about to leave she tapped my shoulder. I turned around to come in contact with her hand against my cheek. I winced and turned back around, going to my car. I heard her slam the door behind me, but not before I felt something hit my head. I turned around and saw something glitter in the grass. A ring - no - the ring. Guess the wedding's off...
I went to the only place I felt I could, Lisa's. First thing we did? Have sex. Last thing we did? Have sex. She fell asleep in no way touching me. No hand on my chest, nothing. I was just left with my thoughts. This silence made me realize what actually happened. Katelyn just yelled at me. Threw the ring at my 's over. What I've worked on since my senior year in high school. I finally grasped it, it just... left. Can't have what we've wanted for these many years because of me. Because of this, this... fame. I finally showed emotion to no one in particular.
I cried.