[Let's Try This Again...?] •A Tony Lopez Story•

💔The Break-Up (flashbacks)💔

7/5/18
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-FlashBack-
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Third Person POV
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The Last Fight(s)
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"OH IM THE STUBBORN ONE?!"
she yelled.
"YES! YOU ARE! THANK YOU FOR FINALLY LISTENING TO ME FOR ONCE IN THE WHOLE DAMN RELATIONSHIP!" he yelled back.
"OH I DON'T LISTEN?? FUNNY YOU SAY THAT!"
"HOW SO?"
"YOU DON'T LISTEN TO A DAMN WORD THAT EVER COMES OUT OF MY MOUTH! EVER! YOU'RE ALWAYS PLAYING YOUR DAMN GAMES, OR YOU JUSY FLAT OUT TUNE MY OUT! LIKE IM SOME NAGGING BITCH!"
"CAUSE THATS WHAT YOU ARE!"

she looked at him.
tears in both their eyes.
there was broken glass all around them and the house, as if there fight were
a tornado that had traveled around the city; the house being the city.
cups and plates had been smashed to the ground in the kitchen.
pictures were tossed, shoved and flipped, all over the room and floor.
and in Tony's room clothes were all over the floor, hangers were everywhere, pillows were all around, the bed was fucked up ad well. one of Tony's favorite posters
that hung on his was, was not torn into pieces... some on the ground,
other still attached to the wall.
a vase in the dining room was knocked over on the table, but not broken.
they may have been a slight crack or two?
Ondreaz's room along with the bathrooms and from and backyard were untouched.

"YOU KNOW WHAT?!"
"WHAT TONY? WHAT THE FUCK COULD YOU POSSIBLY HAVE TO SAY NOW?? HUH?"
"i'm dome!"
"w-what?"
"I SAID IM FUCKING DONE!
GET OUT OF MY HOUSE. NOW!"
tears running from both of their faces.
"T-Tony,"
the girl tried to touch him but he backed away without even looked down at her.
"GET. THE FUCK. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE, AMAYA."

the girl that was once, for a split second, filled with sadness and sorrow, was now filled with anger and rage.

"FINE! I DON'T WANT TO BE WITH YOUR DUMB ASS ANYWAYS!"
she lied.
"I SHOULD'VE LEFT YO ASS MANY MONTHS AGO!"
she lied again.
she just wanted him to feel regret in his actions, so she tried to hit him hard.
"SO SHOULD'VE I,"
the boy yelled. he was also lying.
she hit him hard so he had to hit right back.
the girl felt weak.
empty.
lonely.
and honestly so did the boy,
if not more. before she ran out of her house, she yelled one more thing.
"TONY FUCK YOU! FUCK YOURE FEELINGS! FUCK YOURE EVERYTHING! YOU CAN GO FUCK WITH ANY OTHER BITCH YOU WANT NOW! BUT JUSY REMEMBER, NONE OF THEM! NONE WILL EVER BE AS GOOD TO YOU AS I WAS! NONE OF THEM WILL BE AS BEAUTIFUL AS I AM! AND NONE OF THEM CAN MAKE YOU FEEL THE WAYS I MADE YOU FEEL, AND THAT'S BECAUSE IM NUMBER FUCKING ONE!"
and with nothing but her phone in her hand she stormed out of the door,
not even bothering to close it.
she knew she brought other essentials with her, but didn't care to grab them.
she just wanted to be away.
away from him.
and a part of her didn't.
a part of her wanted him to swaddle her up like a baby after they apologized
to each other for their childish actions, like they did with the other recent fights they had been having.
but now, it was over.
this was the end.
Tamaya was over.
yes, that was their ship name.
or at least to Ondreaz it was.
he was always one of their biggest fans in the relationship.
he was the support they needed.
he was the reason the relationship lasted this long because he would always
be there to remind them how important they are to each other after a fight.
but this time,
Ondreaz wasn't there.
he was at a meeting which is why the fight got so out of hand.
which is why they were not split up.
forever? possibly.
temporarily? who knows.
Amaya got in the car, silently sobbing.
she got in but hadn't started it up.
she watched as Tony slowly closed the door, tears slowly running down his face.
once the door was fully shut,
Amaya just say there and loudly sobbed.
she opened her phone and the first
person she called was Ondreaz.
though he was at a meeting, she still had hoped he would answer.