You finally had your breaking point. He had come over to your house, and as you were sat on the couch to watch Disney ( 😁 ) he clung onto you like a crab.
Intro mood cause we just got back from Disney ! 😁
! ~ my SOCIAL SU1C1DE ~ !
Note: His mom is an absolute ANGEL. Makes his favourite foods, buys him what he wants, cares for him. All that lovely stuff.
You switch on your phone, the screen enlightening your disgusted face as you scroll through his Insta posts. It's rammed with images of blurred, pixel blood in a sink from Pinterest. A post of his arm with marker on it, titled "Abus1ve Mom beat me." in the other, his "Abus1ve Mom" is somehow a kidnapper. He has help videos, but refuses to show address. A reel of him crying with obvious cut up onion in the back. A pile of cigarettes and alcohol drinks which are in a bin saying " I can't help my addictions." It's like he didn't even try to hide the fakes.
It's stupid.
You were the only one who bothered to piece it together. You click tentatively on the comment icon. All the comments saying "I'm so sorry." or "We're always here for you."
You don't even know hiw you got tangled in the position of his best friend. It was a mix of vodka, champagne, smoking, and gambling. You liked it.
But obviously you have to come to your senses. And when you did, you hated him. So clingy. Attention seeking. Rude. Horrible.
Everyone has anger inside.
He is 5'0. 21. Looks like the background. Just... Disgusting. Btw he doesn't have them sharp ahh fangs. First silly sentance!! Ignore voice and his long fingers. :D
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