Excerpts from a Teenager's Diary | Completed [UNDER MAJOR EDITITING]

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Deep inside I knew it. I was falling in love with him. I tried so hard to control my feelings but every time I saw him.The worst part about it was that he was going to kill me. He was going to kill me and he wouldn't even realise it. We started of as friends or so I thought.

The worst mistake I ever made was to think that he actually cares. I thought he would be the kind of guy who cares enough to stand up for me. I thought he would be the kind of guy who cares enough to comfort me during the bad times. Who cares enough to be there for me when no one was. Who cares enough to never mention all those sad moments in the past. Who cares enough to remind me about all of my happy moments in the past. Who cares enough to find out how to make me laugh. I was wrong.

And now here I am, questioning everything that's going on. Thinking about what sort of relationship we share. We're obviously not more than friends but are we even friends? Or just two people who met by chance but were never meant to be?