that's right BITCH. 

You'll keep up.

Fast forward through previews to see a girl standing next to the window of a white Dodge Dakota. She's crying, her hands are in the window, holding his for the last time. He's come on a Sunday after leaving the store. She's cheated on him, and they've agreed to break up tomorrow in person. He leaves, she goes inside, and they spend one last night on the phone. He comes tomorrow before heading to the store, she tells him they'll part as friends. he tells her they'll stay friends. He kisses her, tells her he loves her, and leaves.

Familiar, right?

Well. Let me give you a little backstory, dear, and maybe my righteous anger will make sense to you.

Two and a half years. We were together two and a half years. Whatever crock of bullshit that you're trying to feed people that you were ready to leave, that you were never happy with me? BULLSHIT. People don't stick around for two and a half years if they aren't happy. And that shit about me being too crazy? You knew everything four months in. And you tried helping me. And I changed for you. So was I still crazy at the end? Yeah. Did I show it? Rarely.

You want to know what sticks out in my mind, Zach? That Sunday night, I told you that you would never know how sorry I was. And you won't. Ever. but when you looked at me and said "And once again, I have nothing to be sorry for", I wanted to kill you.

People don't cheat just because they want to. Most of them have reasons. And mine was that you weren't a boyfriend anymore. I'm not blaming you, not really, but you won't walk around in life thinking you had no part in what I did.

I understand you couldn't be with me every second of every day. I get that. You had to work, I had to work. But when you sat at home playing video games when you could have been with me. Strike one. When you broke plans to go out and be with your friends. Like that day I had the big fight with mom and you told me we'd spend all day laying on the couch? Do you know what happened then? An hour after i got to your house, Ron and Mike showed up. They asked you to go see a movie. So I was stuck with Amy and Allie for SEVEN HOURS. Because you left.
And then the night i was upset and TOLD you that you were ignoring me, you promised to change that. I asked you to stay home from that hikinh thing with Matt and Ron the next day to be with me. And hour later, who did you decide to go with?
Well, it wasn't me.
Strike two.

And work. Oh my fucking GOD, work. We had three days that we could spend together that you wouldn't come to my house smeling like pizza. Sunday, all day, and Mondays and Tuesdays after school. Once i started working Tuesdays and Thursdays, we were left with Monday and Sunday. And what did you do? You took Mondays at work. Hmm. Alright.

And then the Sundays that we could spend time together? We either didn't, it was three o clock before you picked me up, or youspent the whole time brooding, watching Naruto, or we were on the boat with your family.

And I tried to be understanding, you know? It was your last summer before college. You wanted to be a teenage boy and spend time with your friends. And honestly, I didn't care. You knew that. So that shit about me controlling your life? Get real.

And for your information, no. I never told anyone that you cheated on me. Why the fuck would I? That month I spent begging you for another chance? Yeah, that's just go fuck that up by telling people YOU cheated on ME.

But you did, Zach. Every time you chose something over me on the very few times we could have hung out, you did. You cheated on me with work. You cheated on me with Ron, and Matt, and Nick, and Ryan, and whoever else. But I didn't say anything. Not for the longest time. And when I DID, that Sunday night we walked around for three hours? When I brought it up to you, gave you the chance to leave, what did you do? You ran after me, and you stayed. And then the next FUCKING DAY Zach! The next day! You chose Ron and Matt over me.

So yeah, maybe I'm the one who physically cheated. But in no way were you innocent in it. So you can hate me all you want. You can ignore me all you want. But while I know that YOU know you had some part in it, I'm doing okay. This is the last thing I ever had to say to you. And you'll never see it,but at least now people will know the truth. That little innocent Zach wasn't very innocent. And you can do what you want. Go get drunk at the Dunkerly's til four. Go to class four hours later and fail them all. I know you are. Be the manager of Papa Johns. Date some wild and crazy girl like Ashley Clay or the Dunkerly's girlfriends. Have a ball.
But while you're being spiteful, just remember.

I'm doing okay.

Yeah. I'll admit. I fucked up bad. And not just with you, but you definately started it. When you stopped being a boyfriend, I fell apart again. Went back to all my bad habits. And it continued, until up to two weeks ago. You know they took me to the hospital? No, you probably didn't. But you know what? that's all pointless, because that's exactly what you knew would happen if you left. So while I'm healing, and while my sars fade, and while i learn to laugh again, you go on and do what you're doing.

Because, in reality, your vices are no better then mine, and you are no different from the very horrible person that I was..

 

So.
In the author's life.
Breaching Midnight is officially complete. Writing wise. that bitch still needs to be edited like crazy.
Currently working on 'Tenebra', whose synopsis you can find on the little link... two entries ago.

Comissioned Max to make a song for it. Way me. I'm so official now.