JC looks at me, and I look at Wishbone. "If you were ugly, why would I go out with you?" He laughs. "Because you feel bad." I say, wiping away a tear. "You feel bad for the ugly, fat girl that no one likes." I hug Wishbone, and he licks my hand. "Babe," he says, holding me in his arms. "I didn't date you because I felt bad. I dated you because of the beautiful girl that I saw in FroYo." He says as I put my head on his chest. He kisses the top of my head and his phone buzzes. "You should get that." I say. "Okay." He answers. "Okay. Be there in 15." He hangs up and kisses me on the cheek. "I have to go." He says, walking out the door. That was it? No 'I love you,' or anything? I walk in to the bathroom. I grab my Ibuprofen and take a handful. I grab a pen and paper, and write
"JC,
I couldn't take being your 'burden' anymore. I love you. I just wanted to end my pain. You will be in pain, but just know that I am happier now. Love, Amanda."
I get a glass of water and swallow the pills. Just as Kian walks in to the bathroom.
