She looks at me.

“What the hell is wrong with you?! You cheated on me?!” Her voice in awe.

“I wasn’t cheating! You don’t know what happened!” I shout. The resturant stares at us as if we are aliens.

“So what do you call it then?” She pesters. I scoot in my chair, leaning in.

“Ally is just a friend, I didn’t kiss her or anything.” Hannah side parts from my statment.

“I can’t believe you. You think just because you didn’t kiss her means that you didn’t cheat? Are you insane?”

“You know that’s not what I meant.” I say. She balls her hands into fist on the table, I can’t help but look at her hands then back up at her thick aggressive eyebrows.

“Hannah, I’m sorry, ok? Now could you please not be mad anymore-“

“If you think saying sorry is going to cut it, then you’re wrong.” She interrupts. How could she sit here and get mad at me when I saw her with my best friend, Noah, laughing and playing with her? I didn’t get mad then, so how could she me so upset with me talking to a girl at a party?

“So it’s fine when Noah entertains you but Ally cant?” I clap back.

“Me and Noah are just friends.” She states.

“So are me and Ally.” I state as well. I look around, everyone is engaged in our fight.

“Look, I already told you, nothing happen between us.” I feel like I’m saying it over and over.

“So why is everyone saying that something went down?!” She aggressively points out.

“I don’t know,” I say, my hands are flung out. “How are you believing rumors over your own boyfriend?” I turn aggressive. She leans back in her seat. She sighs as I sit here in full honesty that she clearly can’t see with her own eyes. She’s overprotective over nothing. And she’s always like this, she sees me with another girl and thinks I’m cheating, and honestly, I don’t think I can take this anymore.

“Hannah, I don’t think I can keep this up anymore,” my voice goes quiet.

“What—? What are you saying?” Her worried voice scares me of what I’m about to say.

“I’m saying, we should break up.” I firmly hold. Her eyes flutter in utter belief to what I said.

“So that’s it? We’re done?” She still can’t believe.

“Yes, because I’m tired of you doubting this relationship. It isn’t helpful or healthy. You constantly accuse me of hurting you over the slightest inconvenience and I can’t take it anymore.” My words crack, I crack. I never thought I could bring myself to end this. She looks around, catching tears in her eyes. She then looks back me,

“Ok— then we’re done.” She scoots out her chair, tears flowing from her eyes, her bag is clutched by her soft hands. I really did it. But should it end this way?

She walks out the building, and I follow behind.

“Hannah—wait!” I shout. She doesn’t dare turn around, so I grab her arm to stop her. She finally turns around, her eyes red as her cheeks, the puffiness of her eyes are overwhelming.

“WHAT?!” She shouts. I pause before I starts talking.

“I’m sorry—“

“What’s the point of breaking me if you’re just going to apologize?!” She asks. She pulls her arm back in from my grasp and her fragile legs walks across the street in the rain. I stand there as she walks over, but I never thought the light would turn green so fast. She’s not even half way over the street and the cars go zooming down the street.

“HANNAH!” I scream from the sidewalk as she turns around to stare at me.

Then she turns to the car heading her way and I can’t move. I can’t move to save her because I’m in too much shock to see this unfold after the worse night of my life. And the flashing lights of the car slams in Hannah, she flies in the air, and lands a couple of feet down the road. All the cars stop and the whole world is silent. My world is broken and silent. Because I just lost my whole world.