The Diary of Lauran Tenique

Entry #4

Entry #4

-After all that I went to my room to collect my thoughts. Although there wasn't much room or privacy, I took what I could get and just cried, and broke stuff, and just cried some more. I didn't care if the landlords or neighbors complained.

I knew when Monday came around I would be the one to blame for the wreck of such a great party. Sure I didn't beat Jackson up. But my boyfriend did. Yeah, I didn't crash the party. But my boyfriend did. Why did Nick care that I was at a party with Jackson when he hadn't answered my calls all week?

My mind was racing in all directions, puzzling pieces together until a knock on my door sounded. I groaned and unlocked the door, flopping onto my bed exhausted. My brother walked in and sat on the end of my bed. "What's wrong?" He asked. I glared at him. He should've known everything's been wrong since I was 7. Everything's been wrong since 'him'. I could tell it was awkward for Cody. "If you need to talk, you know where to find me." He said, kissing my head and shutting my door as he left the room. He's a good brother. And he tries really hard to provide for me but it's all sympathy. Just sympathy.