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I run up to the door, and sob loudly and pound my fists on the door, and finally my mom answers. "Ari.." I interrupt her with a hug and sob on her shoulder, as she rubs my back. "I'm so done." I sob in her shoulder and she silently nods and kisses my head.
"Let's go inside, darling." She sadly smiles.
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Justin's P.O.V:
It's been two hours since she left and all I've down was sit on the couch and punch the pillow and avoid crying.
I don't love her anyways.
Why am I so upset? Why does it hurt so Godamn much?

Short UPDATE BUT ITS A FILLER ILY

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