《To Let Go (Shindo Yo)》Six
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Acceptance
With the help of your friends, everything seems to be going fine. You started going into school again, even the glitching stops. Every night your brother checks on you, and you're doing perfectly fine due to their help trying to keep your mind away from the thing that cost you all the pain and sufferings.
And yet here we are again
"(First name)! Get the shit out of your room or I'll bang this door down again!"
Seiji stated
You whimper a soft 'no'
The banging on your door continue.
"Come on (Name)! You can't be like this forever!"
There was no answer, not even a single sob can be heard out side the door.
For you are done crying.
But that doesn't change the fact that you are still broken, that you're still hurting, that you still love him despite the fact that he no longer love you.
"You have to accept the fact that you and him are done. Come on (nick name)"
The door unlock to Seiji's surprise
There you stood, tired eyes, dull (eye color) iris, chapped lips, (hair color) in a tangle mess, bangs under your eyes, pale skin.
You look like you're about to throw up
Actually no, you look like you just lost your will to live.
"Who the fuck.."
You glitch, and when i say you. Your whole body
Seiji stare at you in horror as your body glitches on and off.
You walk past him, I mean through him.
"Who the fuck in their right mind make out at school? Can't they get a room or something?"
You stated with a bitter chuckle, a flash of Shindo and Tatami making out was enough to send a painful headache into you.
Seiji shut up, watching you head through the living as you continue to glitch, and it was silently scaring him, yet he know he have to snap you out of your dilemma.
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He sat beside you, your dead eyes setting on the turned off TV in front of you.
"Let him go"
You didn't reply
because you knew deep inside, you're trying. You really are but you just can't. You love him too much.
"You were fine before him. You'll be better after him. (Nick name) just let him go"
He stated, looking at you but you won't even meet his glaze.
He take a hold of you hand,
"Come on (Nick name). Sometimes you have to make decisions that would hurt your heart but calm your soul"
Let him go
"how?"
now you're looking at him.
"How do I do it?"
You look at him with tired eyes as if he was your only source of hope.
Seiji gulp, his heart hammering on his chest.
"Acceptance"
He stated, his small black eyes linger into your.
"Accept that fact that he's with someone else. the fact that your relationship is done. That he's not coming back to you"
He stated,
You gulp
"How do you know that would work?"
When did you stop glitching?
"Well, I already accepted the fact the you would never look at me the same way you look at him"
He shrug, purple locks covering his eyes
You look at him wide eyes.
"What did you just say?"
He only shrug at you.
"Maybe you should try too"
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