When I went over to his house. I Started to climb into his window.
There she was.
Taylor and him.
I silently sneak out, unnoticed and run home. I was in tears. I stopped halfway to catch my breath. I had no idea what to do. He had been lying to me.
I felt so betrayed and so lost. I felt something in my pocket. A locket. I picture of him and I. I clutched it in my hand tightly then threw it into the street. About 2 minutes later a car ran over it. I never knew if I could trust him.
"Never again," I whispered quietly
My entire world I thought out with him. Lies.
Our future together. Lies.
Our emotional talks together. Lies.
But the thing that hurt me most was that he lied right to my face. He told me he loved me. He told me nothing was going on between them. Lies.
I never thought I could be more hurt. Everything seemed so unlike him. This wasn't the Zach I knew. Something was wrong. Maybe he just didn't like me and he didn't know how to say it. I can't believe he would do something like that.
I sat on my bed staring at the ceiling. Thinking.
How could he lie to me like this?
Why didn't he like me?
Why didn't he tell me?
How long didn't he like me?
Were all his feeling fake?
It's official. I've been lied to. I've been lied to before. This one hurt more than ever, though.
I looked at myself in the mirror. Saw all of my flaws. Saw why he wouldn't like me. Saw why he liked Taylor more than me.
I called her. I wanted proof that this was happening.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Hey, Its Skylar. I'm just bored and I wanted to know what you're doing," I said trying to hold back my tears.
"Oh, I'm just watching TV," She said sounding so calm.
There was an awkward silence.
"Well, I got to go," she said
"Wait. Umm... I wanted to know if you could hang out tonight," I said
"You know we have school tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah. I'm not asking about a sleepover, I just want to hang out,"
"Well, I can't tonight,"
"Well, Why can't-," I said but she cut me off
"Bye"
Well, there you have it. It was true. She avoided me that week or at least it felt like it. Zach never seemed to talk to me anymore. I wanted to talk to him about what happened. I had to.
