Lilah

Lilah was panicking to say the least; the frail girl was huddled in the bathroom stall of a bathroom with her suitcase, bawling her eyes out.

"Why?" She thought putting her hands into her purple hair and pulling gently.

"Why couldn't I have just stayed and acted like everything was fine, why do I have to fuck everything up?"

As she rocked herself on the diagusting bathroom floor, trying to calm her breathing so that she coul think straight, a thought that might've bee worse than the last came.

I could commit suicide again and no one would even know.

The thought was slightly frightening. Lilah wrists burned with the slightest of movement, she couldn't help but continue crying.

She stood up and walked to the mirror putting her hands on either side of the sink and staring at the mirror with grime lining the corners. Her hair was tangled and looked like a rats nest, the bags under her eyes made it look like she had been in a fight and the redness that creeper along the corner of her eyes made her look deranged. She sighed and tried to fix her hair with her fingers.

She stepped out of the bathroom with her suitcase in tow and headed out the door she opened up messages and hovered over Veronica's name. She thought long and hard before clicking on the contact and sitting on the bench outside of the small gas station. Her fingers began flying across the keyboard before she could stop herself from hitting send the messages started popping up sparatically.

Lilah:
I'll never come back so don't be expecting to see me waltzing back into that house or your life, you ruined it once why would I let you ruin it again.

Lilah:
Knowing you you probably don't care and you're probably drunk because that's all you ever were, youre not sorry so there's no point in pretending.

Lilah:
You never did anything for me did you ever notice me crying myself to sleep at night? Oh nvm you wouldn't know because you were always at the bar or the fight club.

Lilah:
I never loved you and probably never will, don't look for me because I swear to God it won't end well.

Lilah:
I'm burning the letters you wrote me in highschool, I won't accept sorry so dont try I won't pick up the phone.

Lilah:
This is goodbye although that doesn't suit it does it because it never was good.

Lilah's breath was coming out in small puffs before her as she slid her phone back into her pocket. She would never admit it but she knew what she said was lies but she couldn't care less.

This got her thinking about how she was treating her ex. It wasn't fair and she wasn't quite sure as to why she decided to do things the way she did, all she knew was that she was scared, upset, and needed space.

Veronica would've never been able to give her space, she was always so worried about Lilah all the time as if she would crack and break away into dust at the smallest thing. The wall behind her made contact with her back when she leaned back; the purple haired girl was cofused and frustrated to say the least, she destroyed her relationship, her life, and even her friendship. The girl looked down at her phone again and clicked on a number.

The ringing from the phone caused Lilah to become more and more anxious, with each ring she heard every doubt loud and clear until she heard a hoarse voice, "Hello?"

"H-hi, uhm it's me, Lilah."

"Oh hey, how've you been?" The voice asked suddenly stiff.

"Not good, I need a place to stay...do you mind?"

"Oh! Uhm yeah sure if you remember where I live yoy can head on over. "

"Ok thanks see you soon."

"Yep."

She ended the call and awkwardly trudged to her car, things were about to get awkward but she couldn't care less. So she hopped into her car and drove to the guy that she had "cheated" Veronica for.

Making out was as far as they had gotten but they'd kept in contact. Despite the situation she felt a small smidge of guilt, she shook her head and put her foot on the gas.

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