It's been two weeks since The incident, Jared called me a thousand times but I just let it all go to my voice mail and He even knocked on my door but I just pretended he wasn't there.
School started but I haven't been in the campus even for the first day, I was afraid to face him knowing I'd breakdown the moment I would see him.
My moms been bugging me the whole week telling me to just set aside my pride and just talk to Jared already but she doesn't even know what happened that night.
The bruise on my cheek left four days after the incident but I could never really erase from my mind the imaginary bruise he left.
Today I finally decided to attend my classes.
Gosh I sound like a cliché chick eww.
Dragging my ass up from my bed I went to my bathroom which was thankfully connected to my room.
I finished cleaning myself up so I went to my closet and pulled out a black tube top,A blue see-through sleeveless top and my favorite black skinny jeans along with my plain black chucks.
I didn't really want to do anything with my hair so I left it the way it was. The eye bags evidently showing my lack of sleep and well me being me I just left it the way it was.
Im scared but I have to graduate somehow and If I don't go to school then I might as well work in McDonalds.
Since school was just a few minutes walk from my neighborhood I told mom not to drop me off-Aside from that I was just trying to ready myself for what's to come.
God I hope I don't see hime today.
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