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She turned silent, fearful of his anger. "I'm so sorry" she muttered. "I really don't want you to hate me or be angry..." |
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Caden rolled his eyes, sitting back down beside her. "Look i'm not mad just...I don't know." He took another drag from the cigarette, silent now. |
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She was silent for a moment. "I know you don't miss me, I know you don't want to ever be a thing again. I just...worry about you sometimes but I'm not trying to make a move on you or anything when that will just piss you off" |
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"You still care about me after all this?" He asked, expression unreadable. |
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"I...uh...Y-yeah. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't and you don't feel the same as me..." She stuttered |
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"Hm, interesting." That was all he said, tossing the cigarette to the ground and squishing it with his foot. |
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She was silent, overthinking everything. He still hates you. Stand up and walk away. You're pissing him off. He's done with you. Stop having false hope, idiot, he's found other girls he loves. Get over him. Be. Done. She was silent, standing. "I'm sorry for wasting your time." She muttered, turning and walking away |
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"Wasn't too much a waste, but before you go," Caden called, turning to look back at her. "if we ever did get back together would you thank me for saving you if I ever had to again?" |
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"Of course I would. I learned my lesson the hardest way possible." She said |
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"I'll keep that in mind," He mused, a small smile on his face as he lit another cigarette. |
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Tornados ! Run for Cover !
