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"Can you please repeat that, I don't think I heard you correctly." Taylor huffs, "Josie was drunk out of her mind, and I took it to my advantage. I told her I was you in a costume," I roll my eyes. "What the hell, Taylor? Why would you do that?"

"Cause I like Josie. A lot. She's gorgeous, and sweet, I don't know."

"You do know," I mumble, "goodbye Taylor." I get off his stupid fucking couch and stomp to his stupid fucking door. Then I open the stupid fucking door, and leave. I make sure to slam it. Rattling his house.

The rain has stopped, thankfully, so I just stand there at the door of my car. Thinking. Is what he did and excuse for what she did? Yes, she cheated. But he told her that he was me. And when you're drunk you tend to believe odd things. Also, all they did was kiss.

I shouldn't of called it off with her, I made a mistake. What is wrong with me.

Josie

I stare out the window in my room, thinking about Shawn. Noah invited me to his house, but I said no. I'm barely know him. But he's sweet, and I could use a friend to keep my happiness up. He's very sweet, I mean he did but me a dress.

I was going to wear the dress that me and Shawn got invited to this Friday, I don't know if I want to go anymore. It's just a friend I made that Shawn it close with, his name is Ryan. And he invited me, so I need to go. That would be rude to stay home. He's a sweetheart.

But seeing Shawn will make me choke up. I can just avoid him, how hard can it be?

My eyes are glued on the ground. I should have never went on Omegle, I wish I didn't tell my self 'one more person.' I should have just got off. And then everything would be the same. I wouldn't feel like a complete asshole for cheating on some one who treated me perfectly, and I wouldn't of hurt the boy who treated me perfectly. He doesn't deserve some one who takes people's lives apart.

He deserves a gorgeous girl who will treat him like the Prince Charming he is. A girl he can trust, and girl who doesn't throw away everything she's gotten. I feel tears running down my face, I didn't even know I was crying. I quickly wipe them away, "stop," I mumble.

Why am I crying? Once again, I messed up, I have no reason to cry. I'm the one who cause this, why is it such a surprise? I lay down on my bed, closing my eyes. I don't bother to change, or even take my shoes off. I just go to sleep, not bothering to wipe the tears streaming down my face.

**

I wake to the sound of my phone ringing, it's my Mom. "Hello?" I say. My voice slightly cracks. "I need you to run to the store and get milk, now." She doesn't bother to let me answer, she just hangs up. I look at the time, 8:00. I've been asleep for a while.

Why can my Mom bring it home, she works at a grocery store. Whatever. I still have all my clothes on, so all I have to do it walk out the door. I don't take my car, I'm to distracted. To deep in thought, I won't be able to pay attention.

All I can hear is crickets and the sound of my feet lightly hitting the payment. It's too quiet around here at night, to the point it bothers me.

I walk into the Dollar General, not many people are here. It being 8:00 probably is the reason. I walk to the back and grab some milk, what ever brand my Mom likes. It has a pink top, I don't know why it matters. When I turn around, my breath catches in my throat.

I see Taylor grabbing a candy bar a few feet away from me. He looks at me in the corner of his eye, looks away, then realizes who I am. He completely makes eye contact with me. My stomach twists, I can't look at him without thinking about what I did with him.

"Hey Josie," I jump slightly. I don't say anything, just continue to stare. "Are you and Shawn broken up?" He asks. I nod, and shift my eyes to the ground. "Awe, how sad. Is it because of what we did? Cause I for one enjoyed every moment of it. Maybe we can do it again some time," he laughs. I scoff and fast walk to the front register.

As I hand the milk to the lady he comes to stand by my side. "Why are you running from me Josie?"
"Leave me alone," the lady looks concerned.

"I don't like you Taylor, please leave me alone."

He laughs again, "you kissing me sure showed me how much you do not like me." I face him, starring deep into his eyes. Fucking bastard. I quickly bring my knee up to hit him in his, probably small, dick. He lets out a groan before falling to the ground. It takes everything in my to hold back a laugh.

I can tell by looking at the lady she is doing the same, her face is red, and she has a smile on her face. She hands my the milk, and I hand her the money, "keep the change."

I scurry out of the store before he can gain the strength to get up again. As soon as I'm out I start laughing, I didn't know I could laugh this hard. The way his face turned when I hit him there, gosh that was amazing.

Made me feel a lot better too.