POURED

(CLOE'S POV)

I stood up away from him as I decided, "No, let's not make things worst, Zig. I don't want to get hurt anymore. You had already hurt me enough, then let it be. Maybe this way I won't be missing you that much. Let's just ended it now, since we are on the verge of it." I wiped my tears, trying to believe that everything will be better this way. I don't even know if I can handle long-distance relationships anyway.

"Are you saying that you are willing to throw everything away? All those years that we are together?  What we have isn't just a simple boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. We are best friends. Have you forgotten that?" His begging voice quavered, but I made sure not to look back at him.