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Grian sits in his room, a few tears still coming down.
His head hurts, the light is too bright, but he can't muster up the energy to turn it off.
He checks his clock, 6:43 AM. He groans, "Fuckin' hell."
He starts to debate going into his living room. After a few minutes of back and forth with himself he gets up and maneuvers his way out of his dirty ass room.
He sits down on his couch nd pulls out his phone. **Notification: Sam- "This is what you did.. thanks"**
Grian stares at his lock screen before unlocking it, suddenly the room feels cold as the hairs on the back of his neck stands up. Before him lays a photo, which shows a conversation between Grian's ex (Sam) and his new boyfriend, Taurtis.
T- I don't know
S- replied: You dont even know what I mean by that
T- I dont
S- I keep on putting my trust back in you and idk why
I thought you would keep to you word and not like her
You didnt
I thought you would be considerate of my feelings and keep things slow for a while you didnt
I thought that you would have a LEAST slow pace for a FUTURE relationship
You didnt
I had to work my ASS off to be able to date her
But thats beside the fact
I thought I could trust you
And I dont know why
Cause i clearly can't
Not with things like that
Y- Ok now you know that you cant
D-Dont come over tomorrow
Y- Okay
...
And as I look at the messages, I start to realize.
My name isn't Grian.
Im not in a stupid minecraft roleplay.
And it finally hits me.
Im just a teenage girl who doesn't know how to express her problems when being herself.