Life in Words

Top 5 (Factors) {PART 2}

Factors of Last Year's Confrontational Incident. 

1. What Happened to Set it all Off 

I BLAME GMAIL! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

I sent emails to this boy in my class who I was friends with. I trusted him, well at least I thought I did. Something happened and I needed somenody to talk to about it, and I didn't think and just blabbed to him. It was about my crush too, and he was best friends with him. 

I'm going to address this peer as dickhe- wait no, that's rude and not very nice of me. I'll just call him Jack. 

I was staying with my best friend who had come ov er from another state in an apartment for the week. I got to miss school for 5 days (score... but not really because I kinda like school...). I got an email from Jack which was really messed up, because he wrote the message, and my crush wrote 'From James' (See I Blame it on Puberty)  asking where I was so I explained.  

Then he told me that he was showing all the emails to his friends because they wanted to see what I wrote. I called James the biggest Narwhal on the planet on a replying email, because he was reading them all, and I grew extremely mad because I thought it was quite an invasion of privacy. 

I just called him a narwhal, and James got all mad and so on. I mean, NARWHALS ARE AMAZING: THEY ARE THE UNICORN OF THE SEA! SO IN A WAY IT WAS A COMPLIMENT, JAMES! 

I told Jack how I felt, and guess what?! 

He said it was his choice and he trusted his friends and blah blah blah. Did he even think about me? Yes, he wanted to spite me, I just know it. He didn't even think about how I felt about it. 

Then I realised that I shouldn't have sent that original email to him in the first place, and that I could no longer trust him. 

James started texting me out of the blue. I acted normal, until he mentioned Jack. I then made the biggest mistake of my life. I told James to tell Jack that he was an aardvark, and should keep his funky-looking nose out of other people's business. 

I suppose James told him, because, hell, I was in for it, and in for it I very much was. 

2. What He Then Said to Me 

I was home from my amazing week with Lollypop671 and felt as happy as anything, but slightly upset because I wouldn't see her for ages. I was on my laptop, I really have no ida why, I really should have been bonding with family, and I was browsing through my emails when I came across one from Jack. 

"I like being an aardvark." 

"Good, because that's what you are." I replied in the email, much to my loss. 

Like the speed of light, he ripped me into a million pieces. 

I deleted the emails he sent to me because never before had I felt so isolated, alone, hurt and vulnerable, by a mere classmate who thought he was much older than what he was. 

He called me mean, rude, and that a nice word has never come out of my mouth. He said that my crush would never like me because I was too mean. He said I assumed things too much. I've forgotten other minor details, but I do remember that he had been so ruthless and picked up my small flaws and vulnerable areas that I felt like I should actually kill myself.