#if my life is gonna be this bad atleast let me sob a bit instead of forcing me to behave like a normal human being!!!!!

[bassguitarinablackt-shirt]

i just want to curl into a ball and sob for the rest of my life

[pixelyssa]

The love of my life has been ignoring/stone walling me, and today it led to a HORRIBLE binge. I couldn’t stop, I was sobbing. I feel disgusting

I guess I’m wondering.. what advice do you have for preventing large binges like that?

hi lovey

first, im sorry about that.. i hope their gears start working properly and they talk to you soon 🩷

i don’t struggling with b1nging personally, and it’s not a flex, its just b1nging is a term i’ve been told not to use here. because for me, its still less than a “normal 1ntake” when i “overe@t” but i def know the disgusting feeling afterwards and the guilt/regret.

(i have to clarify that or i get threats)

anyways!! seems to me like it was obv triggered by ur problem w whoever this person is… like the b1nge was your coping skill.

so to answer ur question on preventing it, make a list of other coping skills you know work.

-distraction coping skills (to name a few: shows, documentaries, youtube, music, games, call/text a friend, read, coloring/drawing, writing, cleaning, showering, exercise, nap) these don’t fix ur problem ofc but itll distract u from the big feelings and unhealthy coping skills, and eventually (hopefully) you will regulate & be safe! a lot of people on this side of tumblr dont realize the distractions we use to avoid e@ting are usually good for us. deciding to go on a walk or take a shower instead of r3lapse in soemthing?? hell ya

-problem focused coping skills! (ex: asking for help, text/call a hotline, deep breathing, establishing boundaries outloud “i will not ___” or “i am not ____” etc) these are harder to do when ur having big emotions because your brain doesnt think “yes lets do some hard self refelction!!

but i wanted to give some examples so you have some incase you can’t think of any rn.

like i said, write it down. that way when this happens, or even other negative things, you have all ur tools in one spot. notes app, a journal, whereva 🩷

besides that, sometimes its alr too late to choose another coping skill. i can only recommend if you give in and you know youre gonna, to try these things

-put the f00d on a plate (small ones r best for me in this situation) that way im not having a whole bag of cookies/chips its just a couple on a plate

-i also get rid of any f00ds that would be dangerous during a b1nge for me lol. ik some people live with others and they can’t do this, but when im rlly hungri my only options these days are strawberries or carrots with hot sauce 😭 so maybe thatll help? if theres no f00d, theres no b1nge?

-watching true crime or g0re helps me bc it makes me unable to e@t the f00d in front of me 😭 sorry if this is crazy but… like maybe when ur upset like that and you have tried to do the healthy coping skills and just still wanna b1nge… you could just watch some true crime? 😭😭

-managing ur daily 1ntake could also help. ik sometimes even if ur full you can get the b1nge urges, but yk it genuinely could be that ur not having enough per day to function and ur stomach is sending those urges to ur brain.

kinda all over the place ik. i havent been active for a bit im going through it 🤭 anyways i feel so bad for u why tf is ur person ignoring u 😭 idk what i would do 💔 i hope this was a little helpful atleast’

ily stay safe xoxo🩷

[muffindaddystyles]

okay but imagine waking up next to soft!dom harry in the middle of the night and snuggling closer to him because you had a nightmare or you just couldn’t get to sleep well and he just kisses you, whispers sweet nothings and holds your hand as he helps you back to sleep

SCAREDY KITTEN Y/N, CLINGY AND MELTING OVER HARRY ALWAYS GONNA BE MY FAVE

Wednesday’s are most tiring for Harry. Shit tons of paperwork, shipping and unloading and then being a visible leader at the workplace to make sure the gang runs efficiently.

Weary and knotty in his muscles Harry dragged himself all the way to the threshold of his house to his room, his comfort space for many reasons— it smells incredibly sweet of his lovie, it’s cosy and the blankets are always toasty with her warmth and the room temperatures's the perfect chilly against your skin, akin to whole house.

“Hi Mushy,” He greets her coarsely, ducking down and a bit to the left of her gaze when she busily mumbles a ‘hi!’ Back with her head stuffed into her books, crossed legs on the chunky silken duvet and blankets.

“No kisses, pretty?” He asks, patting her head gently and she looks up at him. Equally tuckered out and bushed, she’s been trying to solve this stupid stupid algebra and it seems like algebra solved her and kicked her in arse telling her to do this nonsense with someone other.

“Sorry.” She sighs, scurrying to her knees and lifts her bum to plant a soft kiss to his lips instead ends up smashing a sloppy peck to his chin making both of them giggle.

She really thought she was about to get a good sleep, after having a tummy full dinner, doing her night routine with Harry and cleaning the little mess around her room because it keeps on irking her the whole night of otherwise --- she really hoped.

Her hopes were crushed brutally with a bulldozer when Harry knocked out the moment his floppy head hit the pillows, his embrace's homey and his breath melting into her skin makes her wants to learn the pattern mentally and sleep to it— she did.

She almost lulled herself into a light slumber when their whole house shook, the windows squeaked and their bedhead banged against the wall ever loudly from the force of her jolt due to the peal of unexpected thunder.

Y/N hates thunderstorms. It hyperventilates her badly and she’s never able to sleep during them, she might ends up crying or trying to make a clever run god knows where. She’s a science student still her silly and scared brain convinces her that the lightening will fall on them and burn them to ashes.

For a moment it didn’t happen again, replaced with calming patter patter of rain and she was glad she hasn’t woken Harry up. Who’s snoring softly into his pillow, his arms lax around her body and his facial features placid and soft.

There’s an ominous roar again in the sky and this time it fucks her up properly. She whimpers like a puppy shrinking into Harry’s side, eyes bolted shut as she feels her heart pumping in her ears – thumping eerily against Harry’s chest and she gasps, her knees knocking against Harry’s lower abdomen when there’s furious amount of non-stop thundering. Quite funnily he only mutters something incoherent and tucks her further into him.

Y/N’s sleepy, loggy and her scary surroundings doesn’t makes any sense to her and she doesn’t want to wake up Harry.

She’s feeling awfully, small and little and skimpy.

Terrified her eyes blows away when she sees the light-flashing outside scarily bright, “Daddy!” She cries out, latching her elbows around Harry’s neck and her thighs around his waist -- practically haggling the dude into a bendy doll.

“Daddy, daddy, daddy. . .” She mumbles unremittingly into his throat, her tears soaking the crew neck of his shirt -- tummy jolting against him and it stirs Harry, trying to take in his wear-bouts— knuckling the blurriness away from his eyes, he looks down at his lovie in haziness worried something bad happened because last he remembers she was good and about to drool over him. His warm palm gliding up her back, the fabric of her pyjama top bunching in his hold.

It doesn’t took him long to realize why his lovie’s so rucked up, clinging onto him like she depends on him for dear life when another wave of thunder-clapped and she was shoving herself into him with a frightened sob.

“Hey, hey . . Poppy. Daddy’s here. Not g'na let anything happen t’ya, sweet girl.” He whispers, cupping her face with both of his hands and tilts it up gently to look into her scared eyes, he sandwiches her shaky hands in-between his thighs and brings her impossibly closer to him – stroking his thumb over her wobbling wet bottom lip.

“We're gonna die!” She stutters a whiny sniffle hating that this awful thundering wouldn’t stop. Her outburst quirks Harry’s lips into a small smile, his heart oozing with overloaded infatuation for his love who’s just too innocent and cute for her own sake.

He gives her an eskimo kiss, pecking the corner of her salty lips then kissing her mouth tenderly and lovingly, “Said the same thing last time baby.” He calms her down. Rubbing her back, halting at the dip of her hip to massage the soft spot gently.

“Shh, shh, ‘s okay . . . I know it scares my darling so much, hate tha’, wouldn’t want my little’s poor heart to suffer this much would I?” He says groggily, tone coy and affectionate. He brushes the frays falling over her eyes out of shakiness, behind her ear and smooches a kiss to the side of her temple.

A surreal quietness blanketed them, her timid voice breaking through it and Harry smiles foppishly and lazily down at her hands still covering her ears. He tuts caringly when she blinks and glistening moisture collects under her eyebags.

“Sorry, didn’t wanna wake you,” She skootches impossibly closer into him, nuzzling her face in his strong healthy rising chest and he shakes his head petting her hair, “Would’ve been bummed if you didn’t,” He hugs her securely, and she relaxes taking a nourishing breather. Something so protective, safe and warm his huggies makes her feel.

Harry himself is the definition of tenderness, for her.

“Good?” He inquires, pressing his lips to where her neck and shoulder meet—- rubbing his hands up and down her arms smiling assuringly when Y/N hums in meekness.

His head perks up, brows shooting up nonchalantly when Y/N groans again upon all of it starting again and he coos, tightening his hug more compassionately screwing his mind too think of any idea to distract her.

“Would my baby like to keep me inside her, keep daddy warm?” He cuddles her chuckling softly when she buries her face in his neck, fisting the waistband of his joggers out of shyness and quick to bob her head timidly as Harry showers her in tiny sloppy wet fond kisses.

“Hmm. My soft little one.” He murmurs, hooking her panties away and spitting in his palm to squeeze it around his girth and gives himself few pumps before lubricating her with his own precum and eases carefully inside, not to hurt her.

Their temples falls against eachother, whimpers mingling as Harry bottoms out inside her. Balls snug against her bum, his eyes glassy as he nudges her playfully, “Now if we get stoned to death . . atleast it’d be with me cock inside ye',” His belly does a loopy loop upon earning a shy giggle from her (he takes pride in making his lovie laugh) and she moans breathily when he squishes her bum cheek grumbling disgruntled.

“Not letting them see yer bum thou,” She hiccups a giggle, feeling ticklish from all the raspberries he’s blowing at her skin and lapping the sensitive spot then, teasing it dry.

“You’re s’nice to me, I love you.”

“I love you too, my little one.”

Harry’s forever and always gonna be her comfort person.

[nightfall-kachiniko]

pieck with her s/o giving her the silent treatment bc of something? 🥺 i wanna squish her so bad i just,,,

“Everlasting Love” Pieck x Reader | | Argument Silent Treatment | |

A/n: IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG LOVE ! ;( Lots of stuff happening rn in my life but I love you to pieces and Im so sorry I wasn’t able to get this out sooner dear! take care and thank you for submitting <3

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“I am not going to tell you again y/n!”

Pieck’ stone scolded you, raising her tone a bit. “Why aren’t you listening!” She shook with frustration, her foot tapping as her hand slapped to her face in disappointment. “Because you never do!” You set your priorities straight, yelling back at her ignorance.

This fight had been going on for atleast 15 minutes now. Recently, you’d notice Her and porch hitting it off pretty well, and despite the fact that you are okay with him, he definitely did more then just be friendly THATS for sure. When she was hanging out with him he ruffled her hair, he had his hands all over her! His damn reach picking up her dry hands, rubbing lotion into them. Little things like that.

“We are Friends! Nothing more!”

“LIKE HELL!” you shouted back at her stern tone. “I MEAN SHIT PIECK! HES BEEN HAVING HIS HANDS ALL OVER YOU! HE’S BEEN TALKING TO YOU MORE! PORCOS BEEN HUGGING YOU ALOT RECENTLY! BUT YOU LIKE THAT HE GIVES YIU AFFECTION HUH?”

“Of course I do he’s my friend! MY FRIEND! NOT MY LOVER LIKE YOU ARE!” she raised her voice yelling back at you frustrated. “THEN WHY DONT YOU GO AHEAD AND DATE HIM.?! IF YOU JUST LOVE HIS AFFECTION RIGHT?”

“DAMN IT Y/N! I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY IM DATING YOU-!” That was it.

Those words hit you harder more than anything else she’s ever said. Those words hit harder then the first time she said she loved you. The Aroma of silence hit the air. Your yelling stopped as you stared at her in shock. The thing you were fighting about immediately vanished. Your girlfriend looked up from the floor, realizing what she had just said.  Her own tired face turned to shock, looking at you in complete silence. Filled with anger, and hurt your body carried itself to the door, stomping loudly in a fusterated matter, moving swiftly. Tears flowed down your eyes as you reach for the knob. “I- y/n wait”

“Y/n! Y/N! WAIT!” you slammed the door as you heard her voice chasing after you.

Your face said it all. Shocked. Sad. Pain. That’s all you could feel. She was the love of your life, and yet, she said that. She said “I don’t even know why I’m with you..?” Your voice repeated. As soon as you got back to your dorm room, you dropped to the floor sobbing. You didn’t even want to talk to her, not after that.

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Days past since you’d last spoken to your girlfriend, Pieck. Every since what she said to you. It truely, hurt. Sitting at the meeting with Reiner and zeke going over training and stuff for the new warrior candidates, your girlfriend (if you would even still call her that) sat across from you. Your eyes avoiding all contact and you stared at Reiner going over the plan. “All right, I think that does it” the man stood up, looking at you “y/n, you help Falco, Pieck help Gabi, we need them” and with a small nodd him and everyone else left the room

. You got up yourself and headed for the door, but an arm reached out and grabbed you back. “Y/n,” Your girlfriends voice said, stating your name. “I.. I need to talk to yo-“ you pushed her back, ignoring her. Mind racing as you approached the door, swinging it open just how you did on that day. Stomping down the hallways you heard Pieck say.

“Y/n..Y/N!” Her voice got louder. “Honey please, I.. I just want to fix this out” she sped up to your speed, walking directly behind you. She let out a small sigh as your legs moved more swiftly, your body just wanted to get to your dorm. You didn’t want to talk to her. Not just yet. “Y/n.” Before you knew it, your arm was forcefully pulled back, her arms swung around you, hugging you. “Please, please just listen to me”

As soon as you were in her grasp again, it’s like you felt better. Pieck was like your medicine, always helping you when you feel bad, when you feel down. Even though she said those awful words to you, you just.. you couldn’t pull away. Instead you just stood there, waiting for her response. “Dove I-..... I’m so sorry...” Her voice cracked as she talked, tears swelling up in her eyes.

“I- I said it out of rage I... I don’t want to lose you over my anger..” Your eyes widened at how much she was worried about you. Pieck s voice cracked and choked as tears rolled down her face and onto your head that was tucked into her shoulder. “I-I’m so sorry.. I’m so sorry...” she cried out, “I didn’t mean it baby... I would never...” she kissed the top of your forehead, her lips trembling. Your girlfriends grasp was onto you tight. Holding you as if she let go you would be gone, and you hated that. You didn’t hate her, but what she said made you mad, it made you.. feel as though your world crumbled. “Pieck..” your soft voice said, trying to hush her crying. “Your aren’t gonna lose me..”

“I-I’m, so.. so sorry...” she rocked as you were in her arms, helping her calm down a Bit. “I know you didn’t mean it..”

“I would never..” sobs came out. “Your my whole world, I don’t wanna ever lose you, I don’t..” “honey,” you said, softly pulling away from her.

She wiped her tears with her sleeve, looking at you. Your lips exchanged a kiss with hers, softly and ever so caringly. “I love you to, I’m just, hurt.. by what you said... I know you didn’t mean it but... it still stings..” tears of your own prickled into your eyes thinking about her words. “I forgive you love.. I know how much you regret it..” You pulled her back into a hug, swaying both your bodies trying to stop pieck from crying. “I love you always..” you said, kissing her..

“I love you too..”

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[minorin-fanfictions]

Jimin Oneshot - You Are My Problem

The match was over. Bangtan lost. Jimin's head hung low as he made his way towards his teammates. You wanted to console him, tell him he did great but when you saw Hani, their manager, rubbing his back and sitting too close to him for your liking, all plans to comfort your man were out the window.

Now, being the rational person you were, you weren't gonna cause a scene over something trivial but all hell broke loose when she pulled him in an intimate hug nuzzling her nose in his neck. It was obvious about her darn interest in him and Jimin was being as dense as ever.

You had interrupted their moment just to talk privately with Jimin, pulling him into a more secluded corner.

"Jimin, you need to stop letting your manager be close with such intimacy. She seems to have taken strong interest in you"

"I am not in the mood, babe" you should have listened but you went on.

"You are never in the mood but we need to talk about this."

"Later, [y/n]", ignoring the absence of a nickname you continued

"That's what you said last week and the week before. We barely spend time and you have excuses already piled up!?"

"Not now, [y/n]" Jimin had his fists clenced but you failed to notice it.

"Do you even care? I am giving my all in this relationship "

"And i am not?" He stared incredulously.

"Doesn't look that way. You prefer your fangirls and that flirt manager of yours over me. I wanted to tell you about a lot of things but you keep bailing on me! I am your girlfriend, you know?"

That was the last straw because his next words shook you.

"Maybe it doesn't matter to me! Stop being so fussy over something so damn childish. You're being insensitive and selfish. Hani-shii is as harmless as a fly. Why can't you,for once, understand me. You don't even care about how i feel right now and yet you decide to rant shit about people i care about. Hani-shii isn't bad at all. Your doubtful attitude is something i would prefer living without. Infact, i wish for you out of my life, [y/n]."

With that he stormed to his team. Your breath hitched at his last statement and you knew the damage had been done. It was too late to stop him and slowly he was slipping away from your grasp.

You weren't angry, no. Instead, hurt would be a better word for the swirling emotions. Grief stricken you made your way towards your apartment. Slamming the door shut, you sank to your knees and let the sorrow take over. No one was around to hear the resonating sobs. This was the feeling you had before meeting Jimin. Afterall, you are an orphan. And now, the foreign feeling was back, filling your mind with flashes from the past.

Night fell and you looked outside the window with red puffy eyes and cold cheeks. Vivid images of the argument flashed through your mind. A sigh escaped your parted lips as you stared at the moon.

The argument had escalated into a fight. Nothing physical just lots of hurtful words thrown at each other. You know you should have tried to console him over his loss but then your insecurities mocked you. You wouldn't have minded until she got extra touchy with him. But you know you are the one at fault.

"It hurts," the lump in your throat made it difficult to speak, "Jimin never raised his voice at me, maybe i did take his patience for granted". You knew you weren't going to get any sleep so you made your way towards the small kitchen and cooked ramen for yourself. The few minutes felt like hours and within that span of time you had realisation knocking into you.

The past months, truly had been spent with you being overbearing. " I was being selfish like Jimin had said. The constant need for his full attention, the clingy behaviour infront of his teammates was not what he needed." You were oblivious to Jimin's exhausted state and look where your absent mindness has landed you. Amidst the internal conflict, your eyes had moistened and soft sniffles echoed in the small kitchen. The untouched ramen was left cold while you placed your head on the table to ease the pain building in there. Your breathing soon evened out and after that slumber had engulfed you.

When you woke up next, you were already placed on your bed. Your eyes stung a bit but you could make out the 4:05 AM your clock read on the nightstand. The heavy hand placed around your waist caused your heart to squeeze while the all too familiar scent that lingered in the room had you turning around in no time.

The locks that fell past his face were still a little wet giving away the fact that he may have just ran here after taking a shower. The dim light of the moon was enough to make out the red rims around his eyes making you regret your outburst entirely. You gently encircled your arms around his torso and buried your face in his chest snuggling closer. It was silent until he broke it,

"I am sorry, [y/n]"

Unsure if it was the strain in his voice when he said your name or the fact that he just apologised for a fight he wasn't at fault in but it had you hugging him tighter, afraid that his next words would break you two apart.

'It could be those break up lines where he just apologises first so the other person doesn't feel bad or -' your thoughts halted.

"I love you, please don't leave me"

And cue you looking up only to have him staring right back at you with those doe eyes. This man would be the death of anyone.

"Say something, [y/n]"

You wanted to tell him so many things but your paranoia wasn't helping the situation at all. Your orphan status wasn't benefitting your fears either. How were you supposed to tell him that your insecurities hit you everytime people questioned your relationship.?

"This was a bad idea, I should have stayed home, you need space. I shouldn't have raised my voice, you probably hate me. I couldn't sleep knowing i hurt you so i - Oh gosh, I'll leave first"

Before he could leave, you held his hand around your waist only to tug him closer. Taking a deep breath you poured your heart out from the silliest errors you had to his importance in your life.

"I have been scared for the longest time now. One day you'll realize how incompatible we are for each other and how far you are from my reach. But i have learnt that there are ups and downs. There is sadness and happiness. The joy is intertwined with sorrow. There is so much more to this world than what we perceive. Those forces keep us balanced. I believe my downfalls have allowed me to value the exhilarating moments shared between us as well. Thank you, Jimin for everything you do and i am sorry for all the tantrums I have thrown. I am sorry for what I did. I am sorry for stressing you out. I do become selfish when it comes to you but i promise I'll work on my insecurities. You don't deserve to be drained out by my problems. I wish I could be those girls who are confident and -"

"I adore you so stop rambling about what you need to be for me, you are my problem" he chuckled before suggesting, "I haven't been spending time with you so how about we go to the amusement park today. "

"I would rather stay home, have a movie marathon with cuddles and snacks"

Now if it was any other day, you wouldn't have missed this opportunity but his tired eyes were pleading rest so you decided on the last thing your mind could resort to.

Jimin's plum lips curled up slightly, his crescent eyes staring lovingly at you, "Sounds like a plan, babe"

It wasn't long before soft snores echoed in the room and lulled you to sleep. As long as, Jimin was here you'd overcome your problems together. Atleast that is the unspoken promise his intertwined hand told you.

[tessiegirl98-blog]

The Monachopsis Girl

Chapter 1: “When it comes to you, you become wiser than Obama and give out your reasons”

My converse clad feet came to a stop as I tried to steady my breath and tried not to look like a girl who just ran the longest race of her life. I checked my watch and noticed that I still had 10 minutes before the lecture started, so I decided to eat something - which means eat whatever leftover I had in my backpack because I certainly didn’t had much time to go to a café and order something.

I took my seat on the third last row of the class and began eating a granola bar I had found in my bag. I checked my phone and winced when I saw that I had seven missed calls - two from Ma, two from Dad and three from my two best friends - Amber and Shantell. I made a mental note to call atleast one of my parents later on in the evening because hell would break lose and even before I know it my parents would fly half way across the world just to make sure that I was very much alive and breathing. I sent a quick text to Amber and Shantell stating that I would meet them for lunch. Just then our professor for the history lit came in and started the class.

I tried not to doze off in the two hour lecture and wrote down as many necessary points for the notes I needed to help me while studying.

I sprinted out of the class as soon as the class ended and started walking towards the Blue Lagoon Café outside our campus for lunch because first I was as hungry as a cub lion who hadn’t eaten in like 18 days.Okay so maybe not that bad but still I was hungry and that always made me feel like stabbing someone in the stomach. Secondly I missed my best friends too much because they had gone back to home because of the 4 days holiday we had but I had stayed back and decided to complete off my work which I could have done at home also but then I would have been terribly home sick by being at home. Believe me its weird but still something which happens a lot.

I entered the café and as I knew my best friends would already be waiting for me at our favorite booth. Both looking fresh, showered and adorable and here I was looking like a mummy out of the cave. I had fastly put my hair in a long ponytail on my way to class this morning because as you knew I was late for class since I had ended up sleeping at 3 in morning while sobbing my heart out for Sam Claffin as he decided to die and just couldn’t help myself. I knew that I had a 8 am class but still decided to watch Me Before You at 1 am.

Hey you can’t blame a girl for being hopeless romantic.

As I approached my best friends I decided to be punctual which I have been trying to be since the last two years, so you could say that I was a bit procrastinator and by a bit I meant a lot.

So as I greeted my friends they were busy in a conversation and as if they heard me, they turned to me and Shantell asked me,“ Don’t you think Amber is being too clingy with Chase?”. And as if on cue Amber turned to me with a scowl on her face and said,“ Please tell me you don’t feel the same!”

Both were looking at me with a challenging look and I knew that taking side of any one of them were dangerous borders. So instead of taking any one of their sides I said,“ Well to be honest Am, you are actually being a bit clingy with Chase but you are in your honeymoon phase of your relationship so it kinda makes up for it.”

“ Ohh I forgot that I should never ask you questions where you are supposed to take someone’s side because when it comes to this you become more wiser than Obama and give out your reasons.” muttered Shantell.

“ Well don’t you know me so well!” I said to her and took a sip of the coffee they had ordered for me and sighed in the delight.

Amber nudged me in the ribs when I started dozing and said,“ No no missy you aren’t going to sleep now , we still have a lot of work to do and you are supposed to eat.”

I gladly took the plate of white pasta from her and started stuffing my mouth with it. I know it isn’t at all like a lady and my Ma would definitely have a field day if she found out, but hey I was hungry and exhausted with close to no sleep at all.

Amber’s phone started ringing and Shantell sighed and turned to me,“ She’s gonna ditch us again isn’t she?” and just on cue Amber uttered,“ Guys, I m really sorry but Chase is outside and I gotta go.”

“Yeah, go to your lover boy who keeps following you around like a love sick puppy.” And this was ladies and gentleman a war which would never end unless and until Chase and Amber broke up. So the following thing was always my job to do.

“ Go on Amber. Don’t worry about her.” Amber sighed and took her leave. I turned to Shantell,“ You gotta let go of that. She won’t get hurt. Believe me. Chase is a nice guy.” Even though I was telling Shantell not to worry I myself was a bit worried because Amber could be naïve at times.

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As I opened my dorm room and sighed in relief when I saw that my roommate Charlie was nowhere to be seen. It wasn’t like I despised her or something. I liked her she was my kinda girl (not like that you pervert minded people). She gave me my space and I gave her hers. But that feeling of being alone and doing whatever you want is just something else.

So as I flopped down on my bed, I remembered that I needed to call my parents and let them know that I was pretty alive. So I messaged my Ma to Skype with me and imagine my surprise when not even two minutes later I was Skyping with my parents.

“ You have gotten paler. Are you sure you are eating well my love?” that was my dad. Meet my dad Mr.David Brown the ever caring and a loving man. He was a lawyer by profession and even though he had a busy working life he still found time for us.

“Yes Ma I have been eating and sleeping well.” This was the tenth time I was reassuring her since the last 45 mins and yet she was regretting the decision of sending me away from home because according to her I had considerably lost weight and needed to eat more. That is people my mother - The ever so beautiful and talented Mrs. Ananya Dham-Brown.

Well after our “little” skype session I ate my dinner at the lunch room with Charlie who came back in the middle of my skyping session.

So as I started studying at night, I just hoped that tomorrow would bring out a new change in my life and be more adventurous.

And believe me when I say that my life did change after that I mean it. Like for real.

#themonachopsisgirl #Maeve #wattpadstory