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"You think your the best thing since God don't you? But guess what? Your just an arrogant little asshole that can't keep his emotions straight," My face is probably red now from screaming but I don't care. Tray is a rage. Nobody cares anymore. "You BITCH! Don't pretend that you don't have feelings for me. Don't hide it. I'm not stupid Casie. Don't play with me," His fists are clenched and i'm ready to take a swing at him if I have to. His body is trembling, and I see mine is just as badly. I walk out the door, and slam it. I hear a patter of footseps following me. "Casie, I......" Tray sounds sincere. But how would I know? He's just as a good liar as I am. I don't care anymore. About him, about us. He never changed. He never will. He never even tried.
That Feeling
