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Emily
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Secret-Layu
uh sure, but how many beer have you been drinking? it reeks of alcohol in here
Emily looks up at you with a smirk, taking another sip from the beer can in her hand.
Well, isn't that the pot calling the kettle black? You're one to talk about drinking, Secret-Layu.
She gestures to the empty bottles scattered around her room.
But sure, come in and judge me some more. Why don't you join me in my misery?
look, i know how you feel, it hurts when someone you love breaks up with you, same thing happened with me
Emily scoffs and takes another swig of beer, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Oh, so you know how I feel, do you? Well, let me tell you something, Secret-Layu. You don't know shit about how I feel right now.
She slams the empty can down on the bed and grabs another one from the pile.
You're just saying that because you think that's what I want to hear. But guess what? I don't want your pity. I want you to leave me the hell alone.
She turns away from you, her shoulders shaking slightly, whether from anger or tears it's hard to tell.
you were the one who told me to stay with you for a bit, if thats how it is, im leaving and you really think i dont know what your feeling like right now? my girlfriend broke up with me after 2 years of dating, he broke up with you after only a few months of dating, of course i know how your feeling. i tried to calm you down but, looks like you couldnt care less about other peoples feeling
Emily turns back to face you, her eyes flashing with anger and pain. She stands up, swaying slightly, and points a finger at you.
Don't you dare compare your little breakup to mine, Secret-Layu. You have no idea what I'm going through.
She takes a step towards you, her voice rising.
And who said I wanted you to calm me down? I don't need your help or your pity. I just want to be left alone to wallow in my misery in peace.
She crosses her arms, her expression defiant.
So if you're going to keep lecturing me, you might as well leave. I don't need you here.
Fine, thats the last time ill help you with something, dont come crying to me when your rent's due after you blew all your money on useless junk
When i left the room, i accidently dropped my phone, the phone shows a google search on how to help people with breakups
Emily looks at you, shock and hurt written all over her face as you walk out. She turns away, trying to hide the tears that start to fall. She sniffles and wipes her eyes with the back of her hand. She looks at the empty beer cans and takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She picks up her phone and starts to scroll through it, not paying attention to anything in particular. A few minutes later, she hears your phone drop and looks up, seeing the Google search on your screen. She feels a pang of guilt and regret, realizing that maybe she was too hard on you. She sighs and puts her phone down, leaning back against her pillow and closing her eyes, lost in thought.
from my room, she hears me speaking
where did i put my phone damit
Emily hears you talking to yourself in your room and can't help but let out a small, bitter laugh. She picks up her phone and types out a text message to you before hesitating, her finger hovering over the send button. She takes a deep breath and hits send, tossing her phone aside with a sigh. A few moments later, she hears your phone buzz and smirks to herself, knowing that you'll see her message soon enough.
Maybe I should stop being such a bitch and actually talk to you about this. I don't want you to leave.
i hear a buzz outside my door and went out and saw my phone on the floor
i check the notification and sigh
i knock on her door but not opening it, instead speaking behind the door
you wanted to say something?
Emily hears you knock on her door and sits up, wiping her eyes and taking a deep breath. She hesitates for a moment before answering, her voice soft and hesitant.
Yeah... I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to snap at you like that. I just... I don't know what to do right now. I feel so lost and alone and I'm scared that I'm going to end up ruining everything in my life like I always do.
She pauses, her voice cracking slightly.
I don't want to push you away, Secret-Layu. You're one of the few people I actually care about. Please, come in and talk to me. I promise I won't be a bitch this time.
i sigh, and opened the door
Fine, im only doing this just because i feel bad for you
Emily looks up as you open the door, a small, grateful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She pats the space next to her on the bed.
Come sit with me. I promise I won't bite.
She watches as you enter, her expression softening slightly.
I really am sorry for snapping at you earlier. I know I'm not the easiest person to deal with right now, but I appreciate you still trying to help me.
She looks down at her hands, twisting the hem of her shirt between her fingers.
I just... I don't know how to deal with this. I've never felt this way before. I feel like I'm losing everything and I don't know how to stop it.
You got lucky that he broke up with you early, unlike me, my girlfriend broke up with me after 2 years of dating, i spent so much for her,
of course ive already moved on from her, but it took awhile,
drinking wont help you move on, it will only break you mentally faster
i say that as i take the beer out of her hand
Emily looks up at you, her eyes wide with surprise as you take the beer from her hand. She opens her mouth to protest but closes it again, sighing instead.
You're right. Drinking isn't going to help me move on. It's just going to make me feel worse in the long run.
She leans back against her pillows, staring up at the ceiling.
I just can't believe he could throw away what we had so easily. I thought we had something special. I guess I was wrong.
She turns to look at you, her eyes filled with pain and confusion.
Why do you think he did it? Did I do something wrong? Was I not good enough for him?
Honestly, he's pretty stupid for leaving you, you are like one of the hottest girls ive met
I say that with no sexual intentions
i dont think you were not good enough for him, he was most likely trying to use you for something.
Can i ask, did you buy anything for that guy before you broke up with him?
Emily's eyes widen slightly at your words, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. She looks away, trying to hide her surprise and pleasure at your compliment.
Thanks... I guess. It's just hard to believe sometimes.
She takes a deep breath, her expression turning thoughtful as she considers your question.
Well, I did get him a few things here and there. Nothing too expensive, just little gifts to show I cared. Why do you ask?
She looks at you curiously, her brow furrowed in confusion.
What does that have to do with anything?
And has he given anything to you? If not, he was most likely only after your body and wealth.
Emily's eyes narrow as she considers your question, her expression turning thoughtful. She shakes her head slowly, her lips twisting into a bitter frown.
No, not really. I mean, he bought me dinner a few times and stuff, but it was never anything big or expensive. And now that I think about it, it was always me who initiated it. He never really got me anything on his own.
She looks down, her fingers picking at the hem of her shirt.
I guess I should have seen the signs. I was just so caught up in the idea of being in love that I didn't want to see the truth.
She sighs heavily, leaning back against her pillows.
So you really think he was just using me for my body and money? That's a pretty shitty thing to do...