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I'm sorry

I really am. I was just...
Quick! Think of a reason acceptable by readers! I was NOT being lazy and procrastinated.
I want to enter this for Watty Awards.
Lol but I don't know how, and I can't understand anything without anyone showing it to me visually!
Ahem, onto the chapter.
This one is dedicated to Cfbear2 for staying awesome and for making me bawl and sob in a story. My mom looked weirdly at me.
This is practically just a drabble. Thank you, I know I am super adorable and nice for giving you guys a long wait and this is what you get from meh.
I do not ship Hoennshipping! *crosses arms into an X form* I despise it!
But I need it for the chapter.
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His green orbs travelled to her sapphire ones (Conscience: I feel so sorry for Drew losing his eyes lol that's a metaphor you stupid dope!Me: I know I just--), his eyes filled with remorse, regret and sincerity.
He was sorry of all the mistakes he committed. Regret ate his mind, he was feeling really guilty.
If not only for his friends telling her the truth. That it was all a game. That it was fake.
He could clearly recall it. May's eyes were wide with horror and refused to believe them, but they had solid proof of it.
May~
Betrayal. That was what I felt. And hurt. I saw him looking at me today, as if he wanted to say sorry.
But it's too late.
He said he loved me, I guess it was all a lie.
Dad's words really were true. In the middle of believe, there was the word lie.
"May.." Misty frowned, feeling pity for me. "May, do you still love him?"
That question really struck me.
I sighed deeply. "Yeah.. I still do."
Later late in the afternoon...
"Hi, May." It was Brendan, one of my closest friends.
"Hey." I tried to force out a smile but could not.
I couldn't help but look at Drew. He looked so red in the face, and an annoyed expression crossed his face for a second.
"So.. Um.." Brendan scratched the back of his head (his hat lol) "Would you want to--"
Drew~
I don't like that Brendan guy.
He glares daggers at me everytime May and I pass by together.
And so..
"Dude, hey, if you want, you could just have asked us to get May back to you."
I heard a few words but I quickly caught the idea. "Right. Thanks."
I felt like fanboying. I watch a lot of movies, action movies, because I'm a man. I don't even know who Nicholas Sparks is. (Ryan Higa!!!)
"So, May, would you want--"
That was it. I stood up and quickly took May's hand. "Sorry, but she's taken."
Brendan glared at me, anger written all over his face. "Right, sorry to disturb, Drew." He hissed.
"Let go of me." Every word May said dripped of venom. Damn, this girl holds a grudge, huh.
She tried to struggle free from my grip.
Then, I hugged her.
She struggled with alk her might but later relaxed and returned the hug, tears streaming down her face.
"Idiot."
"I'm sorry." I whispered. "I really am."
"I know that." May sobbed. "I'm sorry for the wet shirt."
"It's fine." I smiled. Genuinely.
She was mine again, and that was what was important.
Hey be thankful I wrote a long one!
Next would probably be the Let's Play With the Dere Types!