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UNREQUITED

  adjective;      (of a feeling, especially love) not returned.

PAIN

   noun 1;          highly unpleasant physical sensation caused by illness or injury.

              2;          mental suffering or distress.

   verb;               cause mental or physical pain to.

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"We'll be together forever right V ? Noone moves away, noone end this." I sighed looking up at Vince as her head laid on his lap. He looked down at her and hummed, "Yeah, best friends forever and a day, Janey," as he glanced backed up at the stars. Nights we spent outside laid up like this, in our secret spot near the lake. They say right before you die, you see your life flash before your eyes. Never did I think I would experience this. But I'm not surprised this memory stood out in my mind.




Hands slamming onto my desk jolts me from my sleep. 'Ugh, my head' I thought as a groan escaped my lips. I send a harsh glare towards my sleep-killer, half expecting it to be Lucy, the only tolerable blonde I've ever met, but was met with a mischievously, handsome features. "V !" I screamed diving from behind my desk and jumping at him only for him to catch me and spin me around. "My God, I've missed that. How are you ? It's been a minute." I chuckled as he sat me on the ground. "Great actually and yeah it's been 1,051,200 minutes actually" he affirmed seriously while counting on his fingers. Rolling my eyes, I flip him a bird while I turn to the clock hanging on the wall. 'Quitting time' I mused, grabbing both my coat and Vince's hand, ignoring the wild thrashing of the butterflies in my stomach. As we exit the my office building. Vince lets go of my hand, much to my dismay. "What ? No, why are you here, where've you been or even--" I cut him off, laughing at his adorable rambling. "Your mom already told me," his eyebrows arch as if baiting me to go on, "she said you're going to move closer to home and I know you've been at CAL STATE." He sighed, I couldn't help but think stressed... worried even. "Hey why don't we go to the bar up the road ? I've got a lot to tell you," he said as he tried to warm his hands up, only for me to take one and place it in my coat pocket. I nodded, then led the way with him in tow, to the bar.






"What can I do you both for ?" Jackie, the bartender, questioned as we sat at the counter. I told him two regulars and turn to Vince. "Sooo...what'd you want to tell me ? Did you kill somebody ? You need money ? Do I have to kill somebod-" my rambling cut short by Vince laughing at me.  As I threw him the harshest glare I could've mustered, his face grew...solem. Jackie came back with our drinks and went off to help to help someone else. "No actually," he starts as I sipped my drink, "I'm...um- I'm getting married !" He exclaimed making me choke on my drink. "Janey, you'll love her ! She's great, I met her at CAL STATE and she just... I love her. I was thinking about having the wedding at th-" "What about me ?" I cut off his rant. "Janey, of course I want you there, I want you apart of this." he mumbled, still not looking at me. I stare at him, begining to break down. Silence. A pregnant silence fell upon us. "Two years," I whispered making him finally look at me, "Two years after you left, after you left your home, after you left me. Even after we stood in the airport, when I begged for you. How I needed you. That I loved you !" I screamed as I got out of my seat and darted for the door, ignoring V--Vince as he called out to me. I ran out the bar, not having anywhere specific to go just wanting to be anywhere but there. 'It's so damn cold," I thought as I cursed myself for forgetting my coat. For going to the bar. For loving my bestfriend. "Janey !!" Vince bellowed. I turned around to tell him piss off... only to be pushed out of the way of an oncoming bus. On the ground, I sat trembling. I couldn't believe it. Yet I couldn't unsee it.







"VINCEEEEEE !!!!"

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Dest you wanted either sadness or anger.... I think I gave you both, I guess

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