Girl? Boy. [Pheacker highschool AU] {ON HOLD}

Chapter 14 (previously final chapter)

George's POV

Fuck him. Fuck him. Fuck him. Fuck h-
ding.
I switch my phone on.
New message from: Philip💛💛
I switch my phone off.
Fuck him. Fuck him. Fuck h-
ding.
I switch my phone on.
New message from: Philip💛💛
I switch my phone off.
Fuck him. Fuck h-
ding.
I switch my phone on.
New message from: Philip💛💛
For fuck's sake.
I enter my password.
I don't read the messages.
I just send my own.
FUCK OFF.
There.
Maybe he'll get the hint.
ding.
Fuck this shit.
ding.
I swear to god-
ding.
I'm-
ding.
And then my phone starts ringing. It's Philip. Of course.
I answer.
But only because then he might stop texting.
"Oh George thank god I-"
"Stop texting me. Stop calling me. Don't even try talking to me at school."
"George it was all a misunderstanding- Let me explain please-"
"I'm pretty sure you making out and undressing Richard is pretty self explanatory."
"No but we thought you were cheating on me with Georges- French Georges-" (AN: Did y'all know that Georges is pronounced the same as George? Confusing in conversations.)
"Why the fuck would I cheat on you?"
"Well I don't know why would I cheat on you without a reason?"
"Maybe because I'm not enough for you-" Great, my anger was slowly but surely getting replaced with sadness.
"George please- I was distraught and confused as to why you were cheating on me I never meant to hurt you."
"Yes well, you did, so good job."
"Please just give me another chance, I'll make it up to you-"
"No Philip, I'll never be able to trust you again. We're over. Broken up. Exes. Is that clear enough for you?"
"Y-Yeah, completely."
"Goodbye, Philip."
"Bye George, I love y-"
I hang up the phone. I couldn't hear him say it. Never again do I want to hear those words. They just make everything worse.
I only ever felt safe with Philip, I'm not even safe in my home. He made me feel loved, something I hadn't felt since mom died. He made me actually believe that someone finally cared for me in a way no one else did. But now it's ruined. He ruined it. It's all his fault.
Maybe I'll never feel safe again?
Maybe I'll never feel loved again?
God I'm turning into one of those angsty tumblr teens with those "relatable" quotes. But honest to god it's how I feel at this point in time. Maybe in years to come, and I look back on this moment, I'll feel stupid for bawling my eyes out. But right now it feels like I'll never be happy again. But that's okay. Because I wasn't happy for a long time. Before Philip came along.
But that's over.
For now, for ever.
I switch on my phone and decide to look at the most recent texts he sent.
I love you.
I'm sorry.