fredo: justin selena is seriously worried about you. i lied saying you got hurt bc we played a game of basketball at night. i almost told her you cheated so you need to talk to her or i'll do it. justin you're my best friend but you should do what's right, right now.
justin: you're right and i'm going to, i just. i'm scared of what she'll say or do. i don't want to lose selena. she's precious.
fredo: i don't know what to tell you but i hope everything works out the way you want it to
justin: thanks bro delivered 7:37pm
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justin: hey princess
selena: JUSTIN selena: THANK THE LORDS selena: YOU'RE OKAY RIGHT??
justin: yes, i'm fine. i'm sorry for worrying you love
selena: love? you never used that before
justin: i know, just thought i'd try it
selena: oh well don't, makes us sound like an old couple but oh gosh i missed you so much!!
justin: i missed you too, so much more. uhm how've you been?
selena: OH I HAVE GOOD NEWS BUT IDK
justin: really? what is it?
selena: no wait i want to tell you over facetime bc i want to see how you react
justin: aight
Selena would like FaceTime...
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"Hey," Selena says as a greeting.
"Hi!" she says happily like with a smile as bright as the sun and the moon. "Are you ready to hear this news?" she asks excitedly and a bit antsy to spill it out.
I nod my head trying to seem interested since I can't when I have this huge guilt weight on me.
"I got promoted! Very promoted because Vogue France wants me!" she squeals, her face scrunching up in pure happiness and excitement.
I give her a half smile. "That's great Selena! You're incredible."
"Thank you Justin. But I don't know what to do it's in France. You'll be there in Los Angeles and you won't be able to contact me through phone anymore. I don't know what to choose. I mean my boss said I can choose to go to France or if I stay here in New York I'll have a higher position than I have right now. It's absolutely crazy," she explains throwing all this information, running her hand through her hair.
"Selena look I have to tell you something," I say looking down before I look back up at her. Anxiously staring at her through the screen I pause. I try to think of a way to just say it but there is no way this is going to come out good anyways. "Selena I cheated on you." The words left my mouth and I feel even worse than I did before.
I watch her smile quickly fade away. Her eyebrows raise, her head tilts, her eyes widen, her lips part open. "What did you just say?" she asks, the words coming out quick.
"Selena, I'm sorry. But let me explain first."
Her eyes close and either she's about to cry or she's pissed.
"Selena, please let me explain. I'm so sorry," I try pleading with her.
Her eyes open revealing how angry she is but also a hint of sadness is seen through her facial expression. "I hate you!" she clearly states in a high tone and my phone screen flashes with "Call Ended".
