Chapter Seventeen

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"Ana, what's wrong?" Harmony asked as I entered our bedroom, my cheeks streaked with tears. "We... fought."
"Every couple does that sometimes. Me and Corey fought over the rest of the ice cream when we were at his house that one time."
"Yeah. But did he tell you you were just like all the other girls, call you a bitch, and tell you that he was wrong about thinking he loved you? And did you tell him he'll never change, that there was never any good in him, and accuse him of using you like he did with all other girls?" I choked on my words.
Harmony just sat there. "Oh. We wrestled."
I looked at her, then went and flopped on my bed. I cried until I didn't have the energy to do anything anymore. I fell asleep with the locket and note in my hands.
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I woke up with the blankets on me. Who keeps tucking me in when I fall asleep? I got up and realized I never put my pajamas on. I had a massive headache, probably from crying so much. I still had the note and locket in my hand, which I then placed on my nightstand.
"Are you okay?" I heard Harmony ask from her bed, the covers over her head.
Yesterday felt like a bad dream. I hoped it was a dream. "Yeah, I guess. I'm gonna go take a shower."
"Ana, listen. You guys'll get through this, trust me."
"What makes you so sure about that?"
"This." She handed me a note. "I read it, sorry."
A small smile crossed my lips. "It's fine." I opened the note, and began reading.
Dear Anastasia,
I know you're probably still mad at me, and I wouldn't blame you. I'm still a little mad, too. I'm sorry for everything I said yesterday. I didn't mean it, I was just angry and being stupid. Please forgive me.
Love,
Corey.
Okay, so Corey was sorry. Maybe we would get over this. Wait, he was still mad? Excuse me?!
"He really likes you, you know." Thankfully, Harmony interrupted my thoughts before they got even worse.
"Yeah." I went to go take a shower. When I got out, there wasn't a cute bad boy waiting for me. I got dressed. Where would Corey be so I could talk to him?
"I'm goin' over to Corey's, if you wanna come. I think Haimster will be there."
"Okay, I'll come."

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