And we rise from the bottom, As the top bottoms out. ::2::
Here's the next part. Let me know what you think. :]
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"How could I have been so freaking blind?! Como podría ser tan estúpido?" I hissed as I looked around the room for my clothes, searching in the mess strewn across the floor, the scene that had happened only moments before fueling my haste.
My eyes slowly fluttered open, I squinted, trying to adjust to the light that was pouring in. My head was pounding, my memories from last night were a blurr, but I was too tired and too hung over to even want to remember. I closed my eyes and turned over, nuzzeling close to a warm figure. I didn't even realize someone else was with me until a long arm snaked it's way around my waist.
"Wha- holy shit!" I yelled falling out of bed backwards. I quickly took the sheet and wrapped it around my bare body.
"Goodmorning to you too sunshine." The tall figure replied sleepily with a yawn, as he stretched slightly. I looked up at him and I quickly realized who it was.
"Gabe?!"
"You and I both know you missed this." He said referring to himself, with that annoying grin. 'Ha, your funny, I stopped missing your ass a long time ago.'
"I see you're still an ego-tastic ass!" I snapped, trying to put on my pants.
"And you're still a stubborn bitch who likes using words that don't exist." He laughed at my use of 'ego-tastic'. I rolled my eyes and continued to look for my shirt.
"I can't fucking believe you did this." I said under my breath as I found the purple shirt
"It usually takes two people to do what we did, and I told you I didn't know it was you!" I detected a hint of amusement in his voice. 'he's so enjoying this'
"Bullshit!" I scoffed
"You knew exactly what you were doing when you walked into that damn bar!" 'God, I need to get out before I fucking kill him'
"I told you, my friends and I had already been drinking, before we even walked into the place, it was also dark and it doesn't really help that i haven't seen you in, what? Like three years?! How was I supposed to know you still worked there? I thought you would've been doing something else by now!" He yelled obviously finding no humor in this anymore.
I stared at him in disbelief. 'Did he really just say that?!'
"You were the one who left! You were the one who decided to walk out without so much as a goodbye or a call! You were the one who left me three fucking years ago!" As I yelled, scenes from various memories flashed in my mind. He stayed quiet for a moment, then his face then twisted into a sick grin.
"Maybe I was tired of you?!" He finally replied, trying to play it off as a joke. This made me all the more angry.
"Agh! I Fucking hate you Gabe!" I picked up his brightly colored sneaker that sat next to my foot and threw it at him, hitting him square in the eye.
"What the fuck?! Ow!" He squealed in pain. I grabbed my things and ran out the door. I was pissed beyond belief, not only at him but at myself for not seeing what was so obvious last night. I felt a slight stinging in my eyes as I made my way down the street, little tears threatening to fall. I wiped them away. "I can't let myself cry."
"Jaz- Jaz!" My pace quickened the second I heard him.
" Jesus!Jaz wait up- listen!" He said grabbing my arm. 'Damn him and his long legs'
"Gabe, you better let go or you'll be missing a right arm." I said harshly through my tightly clenched teeth. He reluctantly let go.
"Thankyou, goodbye." I turned and left.
"Jaz!" he called again, following me.
"I know you hate me, I-I'm...just let me walk you home." he said quickly as he came beside me. I stopped to look at him.
"Yes. Gabe, I hate you. I fucking hate you, just as much as I used to love you! Now that we have that cleared up, do me a favor and walk right back out of my life!" I left him there speechless. I wanted nothing more than to go back in time and smack myself for being a dumbass and then disappear.
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