You had your chance

Chapter 5

After playing for a while with John. I take him back to the orphanage. "I don't want to go back can I go back with you?" I look down at him. "Im sorry little John, you can't I'm not old enough to adopt you." He hugs me. "Will I see you again?"
"I don't know kiddo." He looks at me sadly. I smile at him. "But I'll try." He smiles back. "I hug him tighter, and take him inside. I ask the lady if I could come by tomorrow. "Of course. He doesn't talk much or has any friends." Ok thank her and say bye to John. He smiles and waves back. I walk back home. I climb through my window, only to see Damian there. "What the fuck are you doing in my room?" He turns around startled. "I uh your parents let me in." My eyes widen. "And why would they do that?" He chuckles nervously. "I might of told them that we had to do a project." I roll my eyes. "Whatever. So why are you here?" I sit down on my bed. "I want to know why you are pushing me away." I shrug. "Your going to leave anyways." I mumble. He looks at me blankly. "What did you say?" I sigh. "It doesn't matter." He sighs. "Well would you like to go somewhere---"
I interrupt him. "Damian you have a girlfriend, don't start this shit with me." He jus looks at me, trying to come up with an excuse. "Fine. How you been." I stare him blankly. "Why are you still talking to me? You gave up on me. I thought you weren't gonna talk to me anymore."
"I never said that I was gonna stop being your friend." I glare at him. "Stop, jus stop doing that." He looks at me confused. "What are you talking about?" I continue glaring at him. "That saying that you weren't gonna stop being my friend, because we both know that we were more then that."
"Look Ever I'm sor--" I punch the wall. "STOP!! Your making this harder. Just do me a favor and say that you hate, that you never wanna see me again!!..." I yell at him. I fall to the floor, and whisper a please. He looks hurt and kind of mad. "Fine, I hate you Ever Maxwell. Your such a bitch, you push everyone away. You'll end up alone in life. I. Hate. You" he walks out the door slamming it. My mother walks in. "Him too? You fucking bitch you need to stop, no one will ever love you if you keep on acting like this." She slaps me and walks out. I go on top of the roof, and start smoking. Remember how it used to be when he was here. It's my fault he left. It's my fault my parents hate me. I drove away their pride, their happiness. And now their stuck with is with me. I'll never be good enough.