Bad Boys

7. Again

One week has gone past, and I haven't even looked at my closed laptop, or my Computer. I haven't even had my proper diet. I used to, well I must say I still kind of do the diet. I drink three protein shakes as well as have my breakfast, lunch and dinner. If I'm lucky, I sneak in a little ice cream as well.

I have missed over a months worth of school by now, but even if I did want to go back, I will regret it. Why would I want to go to that hell hole anyway? I am pretty sure I don't want to bump into Riley, or Georgia, especially after what I said on the Live stream, and in front of everyone. Hopefully it got through to everyone, or atleast, someone.

I than decide to start up the live stream again. But before I even start, I need to have breakfast, or atleast half of it. I walk out of my bedroom and into the kitchen, where white tiles and light green walls are surrounding the beautiful marble bench, as well as the rusty vintage looking sink. I make a strawberry, mixed with pineapple and apple in with water, ice and milk, than blend it all up and skull it down in a matter of seconds. Hey, don't judge! I haven't had anything in like, 24 hours.

I walk back into my bedroom, than I immediately get twenty seven notifications, and they are all the comments from last weeks live stream.

Oh, what now?...

"I am sorry for acting like such a bitch, Al, I really am!"

"Please will you ever forgive me?"

"Answer me!"

"Sorry that sounded aggressive"

"Hun please"

And so on, all from the girl I used to know.
I know I shouldn't be saying this, but I do miss my best friend. But that's not going to change the rest of my feeling towards her, especially after....

I look back at my laptop after I trail off for a moment or two.
Time I say the rest of my story, I guess...