An Apology

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I rested my feet on the headboard of my bed, clutching the little notebook on my chest like it was the most important thing in the world.

I opened it to a random page.

Entry 27

Dear Em,
It's funny to look at people's faces on public transportation, It's like they're watching reruns of their lives. It kind of reminds me of you Em, The way you stare off at the distance as if your problems have finally secluded you from life. I just wish you should have told me. Maybe you didn't have to go.

I wiped a tear from my face, Pretending it wasn't there at all. This is the worst feeling ever. Now you know my secret. Why I don't have friends. Em was the only one who understood me. Well, that was what I thought until I drove away people who cared. I drove them all away.

Rey called five times and he flooded me with sorry text messages. Which I ignored whole heartedly.

What he did was unforgivable, I have written all my most hidden thoughts in my diary. I poured myself in there. And all he did was blackmail me into a date for it. I hate him.
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He approached me on Monday morning like nothing has happened. I had my blood boiling at 7:00 am can you believe that?

"Hey K,----I'm really sorry for my irresponsible actions last week. I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted to talk to you." I almost forgave him because he sounded so sincere. But Rey always had to fvck up.

He nudged my shoulder with his arm then said "So... Are you free on Friday?"

My face was already crimson from rage when I stomped on his foot. What a fvckboy! He let out a whizz of pain as he did a little one foot hop in the hallway.

I shot him a glare as I walked away.

I will never forgive him.











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