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Sloan | 10:32 am
I sat on my couch, sadly. I lost my neice because my friends made me choose.
The door opened and my girlfriend came in. Even she was disappointed in me.
Keenan: Hey.
Me: Hi.
Keenan: You still thinking about Sasha?
Me: Yeah.
Keenan: It's your fault.
Me: I KNOW THAT! DONT YOU THINK I KNOW THAT! IM SO SICK OF PEOPLE TELLING ME ITS MY FAULT! I FUCKING KNOW THAT ALREADY.
Keenan: Okay dont yell at me, Sloan. You have no reason to be mad at me for something you did. Why in the hell would you choose your friends over your family.
Me: I dont know, Keenan! I really don't.
I looked down as a tear slid down my cheek.
Keenan: Yes you do. Don't tell me that bullshit Sloan. Now why did you choose friends over family?
I sighed.
Me: Because if I chose Sasha, I'd loose everyone. Probably even you.
Keenan: Baby, you can never loose me. I'm never going anywhere.
Me: Promise?
Keenan: Promise.
Me: Well thats a relief but that doesnt get Sasha back.
Keenan: She's hurt. Really hurt. You gotta take baby steps to get forgivenss.
Me: I dont even know where.
Keenan: Start by cutting off the girls whose made you choose. You dont need them.
Me: I do.
Keenan: And for what?
Me: I...dont know.
Keenan: Exactly so cut em off.
I sighed and nodded.
Me: I'll go do that now.
I got up to go find my phone.
Sasha | Home
I didnt go to school today. I somehow convinced my mother that I didnt feel good. I even threw in some "fake" tears. They were real tears though.
I was so hurt. I couldnt even contain my tears. I was watching Reign and crying. I cried even harder when Francis died.
( AN : I just watched that yesterday and I cried so hard when he died. My heart broke. )
I grabbed my phone and looked at another message that Mateo sent.
Sasha, would you please answer me?
Mateo ; 9:13 amI left him on seen and closed out messenger. My phone vibrated, I had a text from Sloan's unsaved number.
Sasha, I am so sorry. I was worried that if I chose you then I would lose all lf my friends and even my girlfriend. I thought one loss wouldn't affect me but it did because your my family. Your my bestfriend. Your my neice. Like a sister. I got rid of them. I deleted their numbers and every picture of them has been burnt or deleted. Please Sasha, please forgive me.
372-517-5495 ; 9:15 amI just looked at the message. She expects me to forgive her with that shitty ass excuse?
I decided to reply.
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