✎ he’s writing his story

PM: Yeah. I’ll see you around or whatever. Maybe not, who cares.

PM: Whatever.

PM: Your whole group of friends are messy as hell. Probably more messy than some girls I know. I can’t deal with that.

PM: Alright, whatever makes you happy.

PM: I don't need you to do or say anything anymore. I'm done.

PM: Nancy come on.. Please..

PM: Your fucking friend Ashton ratted you out, that’s what I’m saying. I don’t know who, but I guess someone saw a conversation between him and Jace which said that you were the one that wanted Jace to watch out because I get around.

PM: Da fuck? I had nothing to do with that information spreading. I talked about it with Ashton because Ashton told me. I was one of the last people to find out about the whole thing. But listen to who you're gonna listen to Nancy... What else do you want me to do? Because you don't know how much I cared about you.

You don’t fucking know anything anymore, geez. Forget I asked, alright? Don’t wanna mess up your mind when you’re already not feeling too well.

Jesus fucking christ, Nancy. Spit it out.

Are they friends with Ashton?

I don't fucking know.

Just answer the question, buddy.

I did, there's one other. Why?

Are there any other Tristan’s around campus that you know of?

What is this leading to? But yeah, there's one other.

I don’t even know why I’m talking to you right now. You’re friends with that Ashton guy, right?

Yeah, why? 

I think you were fake as fuck with me — very shady, but you did a great job at acting like someone I could trust. Bravo.

Shady? Like I said I never said one thing bad about you, i went with what Jace told me. Plus, I gave you multiple opportunities to talk to me, but you never took them.. Until now.

You think I’m joking about how great of a friend you are? Wow, I’m hurt that you’d think so low of me.

I honestly don't give a fuck, it's how you think I am towards you that worries me.

You’re a great friend to Jace, you really are. He’s lucky.

Are you being serious right now?

Mhm, alright.

Nanc, c'mon.

Please stop acting like you care. Yanno, I actually thought you were my friend until I started hearing from other people that you think of me as a slut. And don’t tell me I’m wrong, because I’m pretty sure you’re in the little circle of friends with Jace.

I do, and I always did. I never said you were a slut, ever in my life. I stood behind my friend but not a bad thing about you came out of my mouth. Of course I am, those are my bros, but I never said you were anything less than important to me.

What do you mean what’s up? Not even with you, Tristan. Not anymore.

Nancy... c'mon, what happened?

I know right? What is that shit that moms do to make your magically feel better?

I think it comes with the full package of being a mom. Darm mothers.

Cool to know you’ve noticed. Share food? Nah. I don’t share.

Seriously, what's up? Not even with me?