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- Jess S
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- 18 (3/12/2045)
Emrys felt sick. He didn't know someone could feel like this. His chest hurt, his stomach was roiling, his eyes always felt like they were burning. He never should've agreed to Marnie's stupid idea to date. He knew her too well. He should have seen this coming, really. Marnie was... impulsive, and her mood shifted with the winds. He should have known he could never be more than just a phase.
Still, it hurt. A lot. And he didn't know who to turn to. Somehow it didn't feel right trying to talk to Yuelia about this, or even letting her know he was upset. But other than her, he didn't have anyone... he'd tried, but it never worked. He was too weird, too creepy, too different to make any friends. He'd thought he was friends with Emmanuel and Penny, but Penny was Marnie's best friend, and Emmanuel was seeing Penny now. Neither of them would ever choose him when it was all said and done. And it was done. Over. Marnie had ended it.
Emrys sat out by the lake, tucked into the big roots of a tree on the shore. He'd pulled his knees up to his chest and buried his head in his arms, just wishing he could make the world go away. Or that the tree would just swallow him up. Then he wouldn't have to deal with this anymore, or face Marnie ever, ever, ever again.
Still, it hurt. A lot. And he didn't know who to turn to. Somehow it didn't feel right trying to talk to Yuelia about this, or even letting her know he was upset. But other than her, he didn't have anyone... he'd tried, but it never worked. He was too weird, too creepy, too different to make any friends. He'd thought he was friends with Emmanuel and Penny, but Penny was Marnie's best friend, and Emmanuel was seeing Penny now. Neither of them would ever choose him when it was all said and done. And it was done. Over. Marnie had ended it.
Emrys sat out by the lake, tucked into the big roots of a tree on the shore. He'd pulled his knees up to his chest and buried his head in his arms, just wishing he could make the world go away. Or that the tree would just swallow him up. Then he wouldn't have to deal with this anymore, or face Marnie ever, ever, ever again.