It was last Saturday. There was a youth temple trip that I couldn't go to because I had a really stressful ACT test. I got home and was just waiting for Hannah to get home so I could talk and get some things off my chest.
When she did, I called and I texted. She didn't reply, which was not like her. So I called her home phone. She told me she was watching Once Upon A Time, her favorite tv show, and had no time to talk to me.
I was a little offended, to be honest. I thought that I was being blown off for her tv show. I kept blowing up her phone. She kept saying that she wasn't going to answer, that she was busy.
I felt angry. I just wanted to talk! I had a stressful day! She knew that!
But what she didn't tell me was that she was hanging out with Jessie.
And all the anger, envy, jealousy, everything made me snap.
I was fuming. Jessie had recently been in Indianapolis for a week, and she hadn't even sent me a text to let me know she was home.
I was hurt, I was mad, I said things that didn't need to be said. But I said them.
And I regret everything.
