She Doesn't Care . (Being Edited)

Upset . ; Chapter Nine .

I have to say , writing this story can put me in a pretty bad mood . Just thinking about all the things people go through daily , especially things I’ve gone through , and people close to me .

Writing this , almost hurts .

Especially this chapter . I hate guys . D;



anyway!

I believe I’m going to upload a special chapter after this one or the next one . I haven’t decided what I want it to be on yet , or if it’ll be on multiple things . But I want one .

It might tell a little more about where McKenzie is in her life now . But I don’t want to give anything major away ,

Or an actual scene .

Maybe both .

so

Suggestions are really nice .

　

　

　

I was so pissed off .

Not at him , no . He told me he wanted to date her from the very start .

I was pissed at myself .

For letting myself have feelings for this guy .

This guy that didn’t care about me , and didn’t care about how I felt .

God , I just wanted to die from embarrassment .

It was so , wrong .

It hurt . So bad .

The whole situation brought my into a whole entire new , ‘ I hate myself ‘ phase .

But I was unfortunately more than use to that .

And just to try and get revenge , maybe on myself , maybe on him .

I did the unthinkable .



I got with his best friend , Corey , and told him everything that Danny did . Probably made him sound worse than he really was , but oh the fuck well .

I was pissed off , I was sad , and I hate the world .

Anyway , their friendship didn’t last too long after that .

Though , I wasn’t to be blamed for the whole thing . There friendship was already rocky , and I just cracked it a little tiny bit more .

　

Back to Corey .

He promised me up and down that he’d never hurt me like that .

I believed him .

I don’t think I ever had feelings for him , no . I think I was just trying to get over Danny .

So , in a way I use him . But not entirely . I can’t say I didn’t enjoy the time we were together , because I did .

Until , it happened .

It was just icing on the fucking already-too-sweet cake when he got a girlfriend .

And dropped me .

I don’t know if there was something wrong with me , or I chose horrible guys to play with .

Maybe I shouldn’t have played with guys .

But I liked it . And so did they .

What kind of guy would like being able to be with a girl , but not date her ?

That’s all pleasure , no work .

Who wouldn’t fucking want that ? Of course , the only fucking two guys I got close with .

He made me cry .

I didn’t cry because I was sad , I was crying because I was so mad . Mad at him for lying , at me for believing .

Mad for getting close to another guy .

And although I never really had feelings for this guy , it still hurt . Just because he promised .

And he broke it .

After that , I stopped with guys for awhile . Till almost the end of Freshman year .

Till I did it again , with the same stupid guy .