“I’m leaving.”

I kept it blunt, stood up, and tried to walk out, but he grabbed my arm and swiftly turned me back around. Without a second thought, I kissed him passionately, as if I still loved him. I pulled away, pushed him back, and swung the door shut.

Running down the stairs, I heard him coming after me.

No. No. No. No no no no-.

Outside.

Where do I go, where do I go?!
Home?
Mum’ll have a heart attack..
Yes, but it’ll be a good heart attack.

I heard footsteps and calls of my name behind me.

No other choice, let’s go!