A/N: This ship has sank, most of this was fiction, but Pary went down a little while ago and I was going to see if I could keep it alive through this, but I can't. It was not 5ever. Last chapter, it was fun guys/girls.
I haven't slept in days. I've run out of tears. I'm a big blubbering mess. Images of her swirl in my head as I tried to forget it all. Everything we had, everything we had worked for, gone, in a matter of seconds. We had grown apart over the rest of the summer, but nothing like this had ever happened. We got in a fight. Not physical, just verbal, but it hurt all the same. While I sit here and try to control my violent sobbing, I'll let you delve into my brain to see what happened that night.
*a week ago*
I was driving to her house to puck her up for a night on the town, just me, her, and the city lights. But as soon as I left my car I knew something was wrong. Her disposition was so... Abnormal... She seemed angry at me for some reason. As her and I got in the car I tried to reach for her hand, but she moved her arm away as soon as she noticed me reaching for it. "This is new", I thought to myself. Muuri left the car and kept at least a two foot distance between us. I tried to break the ice with, "Is there anything wrong?", to which she replied, obviously irritated, "None of your business", I was shocked and didn't know what to do. I tried to close the gap between her and I, but she always moved further away. "She's like a completely new person", again thinking to myself. As I was about to ask her what she wanted to do, she just yelled, "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE", I didn't know what to do, so just stood there, dumbfounded. I ran after her and she sprinted away. She was smaller and a bit more athletic than me so she outran me quickly. I gave up and was left by myself, sitting on a bench, wondering what to do next while holding back tears. I got a text from her, saying "I need some time alone". I just got in my car and drove, not to anywhere specifically, just away. I eventually ended up at a motel where I decided to spend the night, I messaged my mother, she was alright with it. I got the room and immediately fell asleep. When I awoke, I was greeted to a message from her. It said, "I can't handle everything that's going on in my life right now, I can't juggle all of these things and a relationship. We're over." Of al the ways to tell me, by text. That's all our relationship was to her?! I drove home and landed in a heap in my bed, I got a container of Ibuprofen and began crying. Fast forward a few days and you have what I am now. I've been contemplating self harm as an escape, I had everything ready, my blades, and just as I was about to, my mom broke in and saw me. Her face was so shocked, and at the sight of her, I ran up and fell into her arms. She didn't say anything, except for that she was signing me up for a counseling group. I couldn't think straight, so I just laid in my bed, motionless, for hours, days, I don't remember. My last thoughts as I finally fell asleep was, "Life isn't fair".