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Milo is mad that his friend/boyfriend (it's your choice) kissed someone. Sorry,it's so short. No paragraphs again.


Submitted:May 2, 2012    Reads: 39    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   


I screamed,slamming my door violently. A huge bang echoed from the action and I yelled,falling backwards onto my bed. "I hate you!" I screamed,feeling tears rush from my eyes. "I hate you!" I closed my eyes,letting out a choked,angry yell. I was shaking,a sob erupting from my throat. I felt so betrayed. So heart broken. Just then,I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket,then the song 'Situations' came on. I really didn't want to answer it,but I did anyway. I dug my hand into my pocket,pulling out my bright red iphone. I pressed the answer button,putting the phone on loud speaker. My breaths came out in shaky gasps,as I felt like throwing the phone out my window. "Hey,Milo? You there?" that familiar voice that I hated right now said through my phone,small crackling coming from it. "Leave me alone" I whimpered,trying to hold back my anger and sadness. "Look,Milo" that familiar voice spoke. "I swear,it was her,not me." That was it. How could he say that? "Shut the hell up,Taylor!" I yelled at my phone,clutching it tightly. "It was you,it was your fault! You could've stopped her!" "Look,Milo,I swear to you sweetie-

"Don't you dare call me sweetie!" I screamed,nearly throwing the phone from my anger. "You've ruined my life,and you don't even care!" I breathed in heavily,glaring angrily at my phone. "Milo,it wasn't me" Taylor said quickly. "What!? How could it not be your fault!?" I demanded,a sob erupting from my throat. "Milo,baby-

"Don't call me baby!" I shrieked,crying. "Milo,stop it" Taylor said. "No!" I screamed. "I won't stop! You ruined my life! I hate you!" And with that,I hung up on him,ditching my phone at my wall. He broke me. And I would never forgive him for that. Never in my life. And I never did. Whenever I saw him I'd ignore him,or scream at him,or decide to hit that bitchy girl of his. I hated Taylor. And I always did.





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