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"ryan! stop it! it's not important!" brendon yelled.

i scoffed. "how is it not important? you cheated on me! with dallon!" how could he have he nerve? he accused me of cheating on him back in high school when it wasn't even my fault, and now he's the one legitimately doing it?

"it was just a one night stand, babe," he said softer, moving to rub my arms. i moved back away from his used to be warm touch that was now cold to my skin.

"one that lasted forever," i scoffed packing my things. i angrily grabbed my clothes and my hygiene tools.

"ryan!" he boomed shoving me into a wall. i whimpered at the contact.

"you're just like my father," i said, trying to sound strong, but my voice was weak and i felt that if i tried to speak any louder, i would fall apart and break.

he slapped me. hard. across my face. i whimpered again at the cold, burning, stinging hand that had just come in contact with my skin.

brendon stared at his hand in bewilderment like he couldn't believe what he had just done. i couldn't either, but right now, i couldn't care less. i needed to get out of here before he hurt me again.

"i'm leaving," i whispered, breaking him out of his trance.

"oh my god. ryan! i'm so sorry!" he whispered. i shook my head.

"i'm staying at pete and patrick's house," i told him. "don't follow me." i started out the door.

"ryan! i'm so sorry! i- i don't know what came over me! i- i never would've done this, ever! i'm so sorry," he begged with a waterfall tears running down his cheeks from his eyes. i cried silently to myself, the tears bringing a burning sensation to my cheek in which i knew would have a mark on it soon.

"you know what brendon, i always thought, 'maybe you're the sun and i'm the moon, and we were never meant to collide, but wouldn't it be spectacular if we did?' but now that it's happened, it's a tragedy that it did." i whispered softly, but loudly enough that he could hear me. my voice was ringing in my ears. "bye, and i hope that to the next that comes along, you won't be like him"

this time there was no tackling, hugging, kissing, no nothing. just sorrow and regret filling the two boys. one regretting ever meeting the other, and the other regretting doing what he had just did.

and this is what happened when the day met the night.

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started: 9/4/17

finished: 9/4/17