What I wrote, was the story of our friendship.
From beginning...
To,
End..
I don't know if this is the end of our friendship but it sure feels like it.
And it hurts.
I bury my head in my pillow and let out a loud piercing scream.
No one will hear it but me.
Mom's at work and my sister is in college, probably having a great dandy old time with her best friend.
I start crying uncontrollably and call up the number I've memorized by heart.
"Derrick I'm sorry!!!" He for sure can hear me sobbing now, crying my own heart out.
"I'm sorry! I'm an idiot! A jerk! I miss you!! Please come back!!! I love you!! I'm sorry!!! I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."
My sorries drown down until its a whimper.
I stop the message and it sends.
He won't even care.
I want him to though.
I need him to.
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Waiting For A Call Back
Kısa Hikaye"I'm sorry." Tears threaten to spill out of my eyes. Why won't he believe me? "Please call me back. Please..."
