This is a big FUCK YOU I'M DONE!

him: i have to tell you something but dont get mad
me: what?
Him: i took more, i got a hold of some and couldn't help it
me: you could have. but chose not to ______.
him: i broke your trust didnt i? i want to make it up now
me: you dissapointed me on top of braking my trust. It isnt that simple to fix, you really fucked up.
him: i just want you to know i will not ask fr your help with anything ever again, i promise, i dont want it
him: at least i'm not such a fuck up as you think, its all gone for good
Me: fine then! dont come to me for help then. you said that last time

That was the conversation over texting.
And I am done.
No amount of apologies will fix this.
He promised me.
He was the only person who had never broken a promise to me.
I've gone through so much,
sacrificed so much to help him.
Even got myself hurt helping him.
Stayed up until dawn came to make sure he was okay.
Stressed so bad that I got sick for him.
Well,
he said he wont come to me for help.
And I am going to fucking hold him to that.
I was the only person he could come to who would do anything to help him.
I would have done almost anything to help him.
Even if I didn't want to.
I'm sick of the little fucking mind games,
the guilt trips.
She was completely right about him.
I should have seen it coming.
So here is my big.
FUCK YOU,
I'M DONE WITH YOU!