The tears wouldn't fall. They continuously pooled in my eyes causing my vision to blur. She didn't tell me. She lied by omission for two days. Maybe I am overreacting but I thought we were closer than that. I thought we were more than best friends. I thought we were each other's other half. When I said yes to the first boy who asked me out. I told her immediately. I doubt even seconds passed. She waited two whole days. Of course, I didn't approve of the boy but who would. Maybe she could tame the bad boy but I couldn't help but fear she was one of the girls before the bad boy gets changed the one who gets thrown away. Now I hear it from one of the boy's friends. It just hurts. I suck it up and wallow in my melancholy view for a few moments.
Your overreacting, your overreacting, your overeacting.
Eventually this trial passes but I still wonder if I could have prevented the misery I presumed to come.
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Reality
RandomShort stories. The life I create for myself. I really only like Insecurities and Dos.
