It had been about a month since I had talked to Jared. The last time I talked to him was when I
texted him that first time. I’d been really depressed recently. Since Jason, I’ve slept with two
other guys: Nathan and Logan. Logan and I were dating and he was really sweet.
I wasn’t in love with him, though. I mean, we’ve only been dating for two months. It was Sunday
afternoon around three and Logan was supposed to be coming over. Debra said he seemed like a
nice kid. I went to my phone, which I had actually started checking regularly. It was a text from
Logan.
Logan: “Hanna, I can’t make it tonight. Something came up. I’m sorry. I’ll see you at school
tomorrow.”
Hanna: “It’s okay. See you tomorrow.” Well, there goes my Sunday. I had been hoping he would
come over because I’d been really depressed. I spent the rest of the day watching movies alone
in my room.
The next day at school, everything went downhill. I was tired from lack of sleep because of all
the stress and depression. I was at my locker before first period and that’s when I looked over
and saw Logan kissing a girl I knew named Rachel. Without even thinking about it, I walked over
to them.
“Logan, I can see you. We are so done.” I said angrily.
“Whatever, whore.” Rachel said. And those are the words that cut the deepest. I’d never really
heard anyone call me a whore except for myself. I ran towards the bathroom with tears in my
eyes. After drying my eyes, I decided to head to class.
