《half witch// five hargreeves book two》03
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St: ok ok it's not my fult everyone thought you were dead
Y: yeah well you said we had two options
Al: so what does five have to do with all of that makes you not want to sit by him
Y: well, I can get a sneak peek of people, well I did it to five before I died to see if he hated me, well I was wrong
A: so you don't wanna sit by him because he liked you?
Y: no because the book he was reading was about witches lives, well after the percents it, the next sentence was "witches can come back as long as they did something good before they have died"
F: what?
B: ooo five you fucked up
Jayme hits Ben
F: I didn't see it
Y: it's fine
S: she's lying
D: you sure? She looks genuine about it
S: I lived with her for 2 years I am sure
F: wait really?
Y: no
S: told you
Diego rolls his eyes
Y: you can tell you actually never liked me
F: yeah thats because I loved you
Y: it took you 4 years for you to get over you're ex and a month for me
signs*
Y: says under her breath* I missed you god damn much and you can't even see that
I walked off to my room without saying a word
Five pov
I hurt her, I actually hurt her, I didn't mean to
S: dude you better start running before wong and strange get you
F: signs*
I just ignored him and put my face in my hands
Fw: oh ba-
I pushed her off and walked outside to get air and a few minutes later Klaus walked out
K: hey brother
I just stayed quiet
K: listen I know you miss her so much
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F: yeah I do miss her so god damn fvcking much that I just want to hold her and never let go
K: I know thats why you gotta go to her and hug her I know she misses you
F: oh yeah how are you so sure?
K: because as she walked away she said under her breath that she missed you god damn much and you can't even see that, so go to her and hold her tight
I really wanted to disagree with him but I really what to hug her and let her know how much I missed her
F: fine
I got up and ran to her room but I was stopped by being back into the living room
St: where do you think you are going?
F: making things right with her, I got to tell her the truth she deserves to know after I hurt her
After I said that I ran into her room seeing her her head in her knees
Y: go away
F: not until you hear me out
Yn pov
I am so stupid
My thought were cut off my someone walking into my room
Y: go away
F: not until you hear me out
I just stayed quiet
F: I only married her because I thought it would help get ride of the pain and my feelings for you didn't help starting a family didn't help, everything I looked at, smelled reminded me of you I cried so much if you don't believe me then ask sparkly guys downstairs
I pulled her in for a hug and she hugged back which made me so happy that I get to hug her again
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