good game, but I'm done

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Just like that l leave. Not looking back, unlike the other times I feel a hand on my arm. Why can't I run away from this?

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They spin me around, and.... hug me. I push them off, "just let me go." Tears falling down my face, I don't even know who this is. I look up it's....... Logan, "we need you." I sigh, "no you don't, no one does." He sighs.

"No, it's psychological. It's pity, but for yourself." I'm shocked, first using my line, two saying I pity myself, three he doesn't need me.

"Like you said, we maybe in trouble." I sigh, "Don't you get it." He looks at me confused, "I'm Why you're in trouble, he wants to get to me. So I have to stay far away from all of you, I'm an idiot." He grabs my hand, "no you're not, you are the smartest person that I know. And what's done is done, all you can do now is help us."

I rip my hand back, where did this rage come from? "No, you can't do that. Be all lovey dovey, you know you're to one who hated me, who yelled at me, who argued with me, who doesn't care about, who doesn't need me."

I turn around and start walking, but stoping, no matter what.

*time skip*

I grab the keys from my bag, and unlock the door, I open the door.

There I see sitting on the couch, Jordan. "What do you want?" He sighs.

"I knew they would kick you out."
"What, how did you know?" I ask.
"I mean look how you acted." He says
"I don't know what you're talking about." I say
"But do you, I mean holy. I thought I was aggressive."
I give him I death glare.
"You even punched me."
I cross my arms, "what do you want."
"You know what I want." He stands up.
"For the last time, I don't have sides." I sigh, he walks up to me, I back up.

"But you do." He pushes me against a wall, he grabs my throat and start choking me. I gasped for air, I black out.. or that's what he thinks, there was nothing I could do. I couldn't move my arms or legs, so what do you do. Pretend to pass out, I open my eye a bit. I see him grab a chair and tape, idiot.

Here I thought he remembered things I did, I guess not. I slowly stand up, acting hurt.

Little does he know I have a pocket knife in my pocket, and my bat in my bag. I'm able to grab it if needed. He walks up to me, "actually I do remember." I look up at him, pulling out my bat. "You got me."

We start circling. "Here, how about we have a no weapon rule." I sigh, "fine." I throw my bag and my bat. He throws all of his stuff, "god, I'm not an idiot. Throw the knife." I say, he always does the same thing, what he doesn't know. And I know he doesn't know. Is I have a pocket knife, I have never done this... break the rules, but I have to.

After us fighting, I'm done with this. I speed walk to him and slam him against the wall, "good game, but I'm done." I grab the knife, and put it to his throat. He laughs, "you wouldn't do it, I'm still your old friend. You still care." I sigh,

"You know me, I'll do anything.. to anyone."

I laugh like a maniac, "goodbye... Jordan."

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Finally the little shit stopped being lazy. Anyway, thank you all for being so patient with me.
Fucking hate life rn.
Also thanks for like, 2,83k reads. Like what? Thanks so much. I don't deserve this.
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