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I walk around my backyard after cleaning my bike and i notice you standing on your driveway and a small smile creeps up on my face. The smile quickly fades when i see another man standing with you. Who the fuck is that?

I clench my jaw and cross my arms as i lean against the wall, watching your little date. It’s dark so you can’t see me. I wouldn’t call it creepy because technically i’m just taking a small break after vigorous cleaning. See, no harm done. I’m just trying to distract myself as i watch you smile with this fucking nerd. Why’re so smiling with him? Did he say something funny? I doubt it. You lean in and hug him. My jaw clenches until my teeth feel like they’re gonna break. Fuck this. The fucktard leaves but i dont move. Standing, leaning against the wall as i watch you.

“He likes you.” i grumble into the darkness, bitterness lacing my tone as i watch you jump in surprise, hand clutching your chest as you spin around to glare at me. A glare i would usually take time to enjoy but my mind is currently preoccupied “Too bad he’s not your type” I add as i push off the wall and walk towards you. My words are more hopeful than truthful. Truthfully, i have no clue what your type is but i fucking hope it’s not him because that’s the opposite of me.