She wouldn't talk to me after yesterday, she ignored me. I tried to tell her good morning but she stayed silent and played it off as if she didn't hear, but I knew she did. She was still mad at me for ignoring her yesterday.
Payback's a bitch, right?
The entire situation made me want to pull my hair out and just scream at her to say something but that would be insane. She was giving me the silent treatment and I had to endure it until she was ready to talk again, I couldn't push her.
I know I sound like a really clingy guy right now but I can't help it, I just want to talk to her. Either that or I just want to be mad at her in return for it but I couldn't be mad at her. It was impossible, that's what sucked.
The whole situation sucked, she was mad and I was desperate. That's exactly what it was like.
"Princess," I called out quietly from the kitchen, she was in the living room straitening some picture frames out.
Yet again she ignored me and continued her actions.
"C'mon just say something, I need you," I whined and walked over to stand behind her, keeping my distance.
"Fuck off," She spoke.
Hey, at least she talked, that was a start.
"At least you talked," I shrugged and she didn't reply.
I sighed deeply and plopped down on the couch. I kept my eyes on her as she continued to clean up a little, she didn't notice my gaze but I was sure that she could feel my eyes on her.
I watched her carefully, and silently. I tried to comprehend why she was so mad at me. All I did was ignore her once, not for a whole day. But I guess she likes revenge. That's exactly what this was, revenge. Dirty, nasty, revenge. I hated it. But I loved her.
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number 96 :: lrh
РазноеLuke Hemmings, nothing but a normal teenage boy. He plays hockey, and goes to parties. He had many plans, but the small girl that came crashing into his life was not one of them. He never knew what their friendship would turn into or how much of an...
