When you spend an hour over thinking and feel like shit so you write a ton to distract yourself.

- Ignore Me Please/Oh Wait No Come Back Nickel

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"What the fuck, di Angelo."

"What, Solace? I didn't do anything."

"You didn't do anything my ass! You punched my best friend in the nose! You broke her nose and gave her a black eye."

Will stands on my porch, his arms crossed over his chest and his hip cocked. He texted me and told me he was coming to get the last bit of his shit out of my house, but apparently this is going to turn into a lecture. Yipee, so exciting.

"Oh. That. Yeah, I did punch her in the nose. And you know what? I don't regret it. She was asking for it. Hell, I hope I broke her nose so hard she remembers her place" I tell him, raising an eyebrow challengingly.

"No one asks to be punched in the nose, Nico. And she doesn't need to 'remember her place'." Will sighs, frustration evident in his voice.

"They do when they continually call you a failure that won't accomplish anything. Oh and when they say you shouldn't be with the love of your life because you don't deserve him. Which is true, but that doesn't make hurt any less." I say, examining my nails to make it seem like I don't care.

"She- what?" Will's face is scrunched in confusion in a way that makes me really want to kiss him.

"You heard me." I lean up against the doorframe.

"She wouldn't say that. Especially since she knows I-" he stops suddenly and looks at the ground.

"You know, I really don't care what you think. It happened; I warned her to stop, she didn't, I punched. Simple as that. Now, get off my property before I punch you in the nose."

"I need to get my stuff. You told me to get my stuff, I'm here for my stuff."

"So get it. I'm leaving." I jangle my keys and walk down the steps right as he walks up.

When we pass by each other, I find myself being pulled in the opposite direction, away from the motorcycle gleaming in the sunlight. Before I can fully comprehend what's going on and fight back, Will has me over his shoulder. He walks into the house, picks up the full backpack Hazel packed with the rest of his stuff, and turn around to walk out the door.

Meanwhile, I'm still over his shoulder, punching and kicking and doing my best to get out of his grasp. "You fucking asshole! Put me down! What the hell do you think you're doing? I am not your play thing!"

"You told me to take my stuff and get out. I'm taking my stuff." Will tells me.

"What- wait, what?! I'm not yours! I don't belong to you!"

"That's not what you told me a couple months ago. You're mine and I don't fancy leaving my things for someone else to find."

Still angry, I stop struggling. "If you don't like leaving your stuff for others to pick up, then why did you leave me?"

Slowly, Will sets me gently to the ground. "I was angry and hurt. I made a stupid decision and I've wanted nothing more than to take it back since that day. I miss you Nico and I want you back. Please tell me you'll take me back."

Spitefully, I turn my nose up at the only boy I've ever felt love for. With a sneer, I turn away. "Like I would ever take you back after you dumped me."

Wills face falls into one of pure agony and I force myself to turn away before I break and take everything I said back.

"Now get off my property before I calk the police. Don't ever come back or I'll call the police and have you arrested for trespassing." I spit angrily.

"But-" he stops, his voice dropping to a pitiful whimper. "Nico... Please."

"Don't beg; it's unbecoming."

And with that I march up the porch and into the house, tears falling before the door even clicks shut.

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=Will=

As soon as I make it home, I march into Lou Ellen's room without knocking.

"What the-!" She yells, sitting up. "Oh. It's you. Hey, Will."

"Don't you dare 'hey Will' me! You told Nico he was a waste if space? You told him he doesn't deserve me?" I'm seething at this point and I'm having a hard time reigning myself in.

"Oh. You talked to Nico today."

"Yes, I did. I went to get the last of my stuff and was rudely denied when I asked him out again. Not to mention he told me some pretty interesting stuff about your conversation yesterday."

"Whatever he said, he's lying to make me look bad."

"Really? He lied about you calling him a waste if space? You didn't tell him he doesn't deserve me?" I say, trying to keep my tone light and failing; it sounds more condescending.

"Well... I mean-"

"So you did. You're a bitch, Lou. I'm glad he broke your nose."

"Wait just a fucking second! He was rude to me right off the bat. I asked him if you and him were back together after you guys had sex in the back of your car and do you know what he told me? He said no. He said he isn't interested in going out with you again. So I told him good because you deserve so much better than him and then-"

Absolutely radiating anger at this point, I put up a hand, silencing the rapidly speaking girl in front of me. I take a moment to close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose, trying to keep myself from blowing up on her.

"You are a piece of shit. Lou Ellen. Frankly, I'm not interested in whatever you have to say about him or what you said in the conversation. You know jack shit about him and what he has been through in his life. You don't get to tell him what he deserves or what you think I deserve, for that matter. I love him and I want him back. You probably just ruined any chance of me getting him back ever."

"I was just-"

"I don't care, Lou. Don't ever try to do anything for me, every again. Just stay out of my fucking business and out of my love life!"

With that, I turn and walk back out the front door.

I need to go for a drive.