Journal Entry # 29 Saturday 2018
I hated the thought of disappointing him.. But I needed to tell him sooner or later..
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I'd waited too long.. It was already half way into the month. Tonight I had Babysitting at our neighbor's house. It wasn't just any neighbor though, it was my parent's friend.
"How about-.. 20 bucks." I said. Mr. Braydon, also known as Seth, laughed. "You drive a hard bargain." He said. Seth explained everything I was supposed to do, and that the kid, Elio, had to be in bed by 9PM. Seth and his girlfriend, Melissa Rodgers left a few minutes later, saying goodbye again to Elio.
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I had turned on movies and we watched it till it was time to put six-year-old Elio Rodgers to bed. The little bugger had been trying to stay up a bit longer many times and I had to check on him now and again.
Finally when he was asleep, I decided to call Dallas.
"Hey." He said. I blinked away sleepiness. "Hi.." I said. I hated myself for getting into this mess. I still love Briar.. My eyes widened and I stuttered a bit. "Uhm..- W- what's up?"
He didn't seen through anything I said, which I was kind of hoping he would.. Damn it boy! Why can't you understand me?? I cleared my throat. "D-Dallas?" I stuttered. "I..need to tell you something.." The line was quiet for a minute. "What is it?" He asked cautiously. I breathed in shakily. "I-I'm sorry..but.. I-.. I don't love you.." I was shaking the whole time. He was dead silent.
Annnnd.. You just broke his heart.. Great. Well done. I frowned. Oh shut up, I..I know what I did..
"I..I gotta go.." He said softly. He sounded hurt. The phone hung up, and I promptly deleted his number and our message conversations from my phone. I ended up falling asleep in Ashley's bed. (She was my friend who lived there). All I could think about before I passed out was, What's wrong with me?..
The End.. Until Next Time..
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