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"What's so funny?" My professor glared angrily at me, but I couldn't take the old tiny man seriously. He was like a so-called smol bean, so innocent and adorable. But mad. Good God, that man was mental.

"The Golgi apparatus made me eh... giggle?" I lied.

"Sometimes I question your sanity, miss Morris."

"That we have in common, sir."

He just sighed and my passive self continued reading through all my messages.

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sadie
okay guys listen up

valentina
oh no

sadie
why didn't the vampire bite taylor swift?

valentina
please not this shit again sadie

fadoua
I'm debating whether I should shoot myself now or after the riddle

sadie
it's really good I promise!

gwen
fad, shoot us now while we still can escape

sadie
BECAUSE SHE HAS BAD BLOOD
read by everyone

sadie
guys...

fadoua
hello miss this is sheriff cooper and I'm here to inform you that gwen and fad have died

valentina
*taylor swift has left the chat*

sadie
*logan paul has entered the chat*

THAT WAS THE WORST HALLOWEEN JOKE EVER
AND WHY LOGAN

sadie
because he's cute

fadoua
sadie you're cancelled

sadie
I would smash

that like button yeah LOGANG LOGANG LOGANG

valentina
MAVERICK MAVERICK MAVERICK

fadoua
*loads gun* it's this time again...

hey you can't just kill us logangers that's genocide

fadoua
that's the point sis

lily-rose
hi, I'm here to inform you guys that we'll be going to London in four days! hopefully that's enough time to pack your suitcases, we'll be gone for about three days. my dad planned this trip for us because I need to meet some of his contacts and do some business, but most of the time we'll probably be drunk or hungover because of the parties!

valentina
lily-rose amelia chesterfield are you fucking kidding

lily-rose
no sis

fadoua
oh no
i'm not going to babysit y'all in London nope

sadie
hOLY FUCK I'M IN
I WANT TO FUCK A BOY WITH A BRITISH ACCENT

lily-rose
they also serve non-alcoholic drinks at the parties fad! please, join us we love you

fadoua
non-alcoholic drinks? I'm in
as long as you're not going to throw up on me like last week

SHÎT L-R I HAVE FUCKING SCHOOL
I NEED TO PASS THIS SEMESTER
MY MOM WILL KILL ME
YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK MY MOM I'M 21
jk mom I love you
BUT WHAT AM I GOING TO TELL MY SCHOOL

lily-rose
no worries we're leaving on Friday and we'll be back here by Monday

After a long day of school, I had promised my boyfriend to come by, so that's what I did.

"We're going for a walk with Jack, is that alright?" he had asked me and before I could answer he already had his jacket on.

"You don't leave me a choice."

Honestly, I had been hoping we would bang, but he had been avoiding that for the last couple of days. Something was wrong with him and I felt that.

"I'm going on a trip on Friday. L-R invited us to go to London with her for three days," I said as we walked through the park surrounded by red and orange colors which gave me such a chill mood. Fall had always been my favorite season and so did my parents considering the choice of my name.

To my surprise he looked rather relieved than surprised.

"What's that?" I asked him curiously, pointing at his face.

"Is there something on my face?" he started slapping himself.

"No, that face you just made. Are you happy I'm leaving?"

"I actually am. I have to do a shitload of work on my new project and I can't focus on that when I'm with you."

"You sure you're not having a pretty girl over when I'm gone?"

Obviously I was joking, but when I saw his face go red I started feeling nervous. He thought I wasn't kidding and I always made that kind of jokes, so something clearly was wrong. A variation of scenes filled my mind; him having sex with the girl he was texting the other day on the couch or him getting his dick sucked while I messaged him from London. Waves of anger and confusion went through my whole body and I had the urge to slap him right in the face. Then I realized I hadn't even given him the chance to explain the color of his face.

"Chris, what the fuck is going on?" I stopped walking so I could properly have a serious conversation with him.

"Autumn, I..."

His blue eyes were looking everywhere, but avoided mine. There was a long silence in which I tried to investigate his weird body language and tried to convince myself that it was nothing. It couldn't be true, Chris truly loved me, that's what he'd been telling me. We were in a relationship for almost two years, that thing he felt inside his stomach, that fling every time he saw me couldn't just disappear like that.

"Are you in love with someone else?" My voice broke.

I avoided the word 'cheating', because that wasn't something Chris would do. I was having such a hard time trying to not look back at all the joyful memories we had been making the past two years. From the moment I met him he made me feel as if I really was worth something, he loved all the imperfections I thought nobody could ever love, and I still felt that when he was around. The passionate electricity that made its way down my spine when we touched. How my body temperature rapidly increased when he kissed me of pulled me into a hug. I tried to shake it all off of me before I would start crying.

The fact that he didn't answer my question hit me hard. He inhaled deeply, held his breath for a couple of second, lifted his head to look at the trees and then exhaled. The hand that wasn't holding his golden retriever's leash was deeply buried into the pocket of the jeans he once bought with me. He didn't want to tell me the truth, he didn't want to hurt me, because that would hurt him too. Looking through all the pain I was feeling at that moment, I respected that. Despite everything, he still seemed to care about me.

I slowly nodded, wiped some lost tears off my cheeks and turned around to walk back to my car, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him. He stroke some hairs out of my face and softly caressed my cheek.

"I don't want to hurt you," he quietly said, "but you deserve an explanation. The past couple of months I was feeling a bit off, because I... I stopped loving you like before. Then I met Sophie, a new girl in my class, and everything changed. Listen, I still love you so much and I admire you, Autumn, but I can't keep leading you on like this. I didn't know how to tell you this, I postponed it for about a week. I hope... I hope you- we, I hope we can get through this, okay?"

I bit my lip to stop myself from bursting out in tears, quickly nodded and then turned around. I had never felt such pain ever in my life.

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