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As he pulled into his drive way he already saw his girlfriend,

Sandee.

She sat on his steps, fuming.

Evan really didnt want to handle her,

she was the most typical type of girlfriend.

Utterly boring.

No spark in her.

This was the end.

He strode out and up to her, pulling her blonde hair over her shoulder she stood.

"Where were you?" She asked.

"Out," He replied.

"With who?" She pushed, Sadee was so...

Controlling.

Obsessive.

"Myself," He grolwed trying to push to his door.

She blocked him, popping her near non-existant hip.

"You're lying," She placed a tan (fake) hand on his chest,

"Do you plan on leaving me Evan?" there she goes again.

Except it's diffrent this time.

It's his choice, be alone, or be held down by this.

The Earth seemed to quiet, only a soft breeze wrapping around him.

"Its over," his voice was cold, and he was already cut offf from the world.

Thank god he didnt open up to her, thank god he didnt allow himself to feel.

"What?!" She shreiked,

her scream was like out of a teen thriller.

Except it was real.

"I didnt stutter Sadee, now get off my porch," clipped.

He pushed himself past her, past her contorted face.

Entering himself he closed the door on her,

closed the door on his chains.

His bounds.

His phone rang, buzzing in the pocket of his worn out jeans.

He tossed it on his kitchen table putting it on silent.

He need vacancy, the whole familar feeling of being alone.

Of being empty.

He could handle that, he just couldn't handle someone,

someone who could potentially open him, fill him, then break him.

He can't.

It was as simple as that.

And as he pulled out the leftover pizza from the fridge, feeling its cold run up is suntanned arm,

he wondered what he was going to do with his now empty life.