~~~
B: Hey
(Y/N): Hey Bren ☺️
B: You okay?
(Y/N): Haha not really
B: What's wrong
(Y/N): Lots of things
~~~
I sighed and leaned back on my couch. The album was just announced and the date of release was March 12. Too early or too late? I can't decide. The cover was fixed, finally. It took some negotiation, which is weird because shouldn't it be simple to just say "I'm supposed to be there, too." I mean it's just common sense that we should both be on there, right?
I'm bored, I'll go on Instagram. I scrolled through the people I'm following and went onto Brendon's account.
What?
"WCW: Sarah Orzechowski ❤️ can't wait to see you this Friday, doll ❤️"
I owe Patrick ten dollars, too. Shit. This is great, good thing I was over it!
Right?
Incorrect again, I held back tears as I threw my phone on the couch. I decided to stay off social media for a while, and just off my phone. I huddled in the corner. Why was Sarah always here, crushing me? First she shows up while I'm in Maine and now when I was finally feeling like I was able to push through this. I picked up my phone, I don't have a very strong willpower, and went back onto the page. If I was gonna play this, I would have to play sneaky. I liked the picture and commented "cute 😊."
I was in no way passive aggressive or whatever... I just wanted to get on his nerves.
~~~
B: Hey, I see you saw my post...
(Y/N): She's reallyyy pretty omg
B: Don't be like that
(Y/N): No seriously! You made a great choice, a total upgrade in my opinion.
B: Don't diss yourself
(Y/N): I'm just being honest with myself, I'm sure she's much more talented, too.
B: Why are you so salty?
(Y/N): You could have just said you're garbage and I don't want you and it would hurt less than being lied to.
B: I..
(Y/N): Talk later. Bye. Enjoy Friday night, doll.
B: ...
~~~
I had to distract myself, or come up with a plan. I'm an evil person, yes. But who isn't? I'm saltier than the sea and no one was gonna stop me.
Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, right?
I was doing this all wrong but at the time it seemed like the best option to be a salty bitch.
I could have laid low. I seemed stone cold on the outside when I talked to Brendon but on the inside I was dying, wanting him to be mine so badly. I didn't know how to control these feelings except for being an asshole to everyone I saw. I was getting over it by being angry, I always got angry and cranky. No one wanted to be around me.
Until I realized all I needed was some time, to cry, to reflect. To calm down. To just have time to myself. To not worry about what he and Sarah were doing because I had to business in it, I'm my own person who doesn't need drama anymore.
I didn't want to break anymore. I became kinder and didn't block people out, I even ended up going on a date with Pete, but we decided it was better we remained friends. And I even started talking with Brendon, I didn't say anything to make him want me again, I just talked to him like a good friends would. He talked about Sarah, about their fights, and how she left him for a month. I didn't like their relationship but it wasn't my business, I gave him advice but he never took it and he ended up being even more miserable than I was. And I was gonna help him get through it.
