#ftscotty

she had to be mad  .  she knew it  .  she was sure of it as she laid on bed wiping away the tears that simply refused to stop rolling  .  she knew it in the feeling in the spit of her stomach  ,  heavy as a rock  ,  making her feel small and pathetic whenever he waved her off like there was nothing wrong  ,  like she was crazy for feeling offended  ,  like leaving her behind at a party to go home with another girl was as normal as having to reschedule a business meeting  .  she knew it in the way she sometimes felt like screaming at the top of her lungs or maybe throw something at him  ...  and other times she knew it in the way she wished someone threw something at her instead  .  she knew it in all the songs she had written about it  ,  the times she had scolded herself for romanticizing her life  ,  telling herself that at least it all made for good music  .  she knew it as the cold  ,  hard facts stared right at her and mocked her in the middle of the night when there was nothing else to distract her from them  .  she knew it  ,  the rational side of her knew it  ,  that putting herself through this wasn’t healthy  ,  that if she didn’t deserve better at the very least she didn’t deserve that  .  none of that mattered though  ,  as she found herself giving the male a small smile as he went on once more talking like normal  ,  clear eyes  ,  dimples on display and the charm that oozed out of him that quieted down her rational side until it was nothing more than static noise in the background  .  “  yeah sure  ,  breakfast sounds good  .  ”  she agreed softly  ,  closing her eyes for a split second before she felt his lips pressed against hers  .

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