Chapter Thirty-One

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After talking with Alex last week, I felt like I finally understood Alice a little better; understood why she always keeps people at a distance

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After talking with Alex last week, I felt like I finally understood Alice a little better; understood why she always keeps people at a distance. But for her to blame herself for the things she was forced to do?

I don't know... it just sorta pisses me off.

I can't even talk to her about this either because she's been avoiding me like the plague for the last week. She's been going to school but she skips every class we have together and it started to make me think that maybe I'm the issue.

Does she... does she not want to be with me anymore? My chest hurts...

Walking into the school for another week full of my girlfriend avoiding me, I scratched at my chest in annoyance; a deep sigh eminating from my chest.

I just wish she'd talk to me...

"YOU BOYFRIEND STEALING BITCH!"

Huh? That sounded like-

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"YOU BOYFRIEND STEALING BITCH!" Erica screamed, slamming me against my locker

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"YOU BOYFRIEND STEALING BITCH!" Erica screamed, slamming me against my locker. I couldn't tell you what I did this time to piss her off, but to be honest I could care less right now.

"What the hell are you talking about, Erica?" I rolled my eyes, adjusting the strap of my bookbag.

I just wanted to go throughout the day without any issues because I seriously don't think I'll be able to hold back if someone decided to piss me off. But no! Erica-fucking-Larson just had to pick a fight.

Out of all of the days she could've chosen to do this, why did it have to be this today?

"You now exactly what I'm talking about, you freak! You stole Derek from me- so now I'm gonna make you pay!" She seethed, a strand of her usually perfectly primped up hair falling in front of her face.

It made her look utterly insane, but I've dealt with crazy most of my life- she doesn't scare me. Though, she probably should be scared of me- especially this week.

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