Dork Diaries: Next Generation

Really Damaged

Erin: I can't even begin to explain to you how heavenly last night was. Let's definitely do it again some time.

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Erin: I get that there's a lot to think about but it'd be nice if we could talk... In person.

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Erin: I thought you said you and Rick were done... You're eating lunch with him? Brandy wtf is going on??

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Erin: Ok look. I know you're reading these. Answer my damn texts already.

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I was in such big trouble. I just had to sleep with him. I've known sleeping with Erin of all people was a terrible idea from the beginning, but here I am trying to avoid him after screwing his brains out the night before.

I'm exactly the person I don't want to be. Rick will be crushed if he ever finds out.

When school ends, I tell Rick I'll see him in an hour, give him a chaste kiss, and rush back into the building to find Erin. Thankfully he hasn't left yet.

"Erin," I call.

His eyes search for me in the crowd of students rushing out the doors, and when he finds me his eyes narrow in annoyance. He storms his way through the sea of kids.

"You're more of a dick than I am, you know that? I've been trying to get a hold of you all day. What's going on?"

"Well, you know when I told you Rick broke up with me?" He crossed his arms over his chest irritably. "Well... I may have kinda sorta misread him saying it was actually over?" I shrug.

He pinches the bridge of his nose. "How in God's name do you not know if you've been dumped or not?"

"He didn't exactly say 'I'm breaking up with you.' I kinda just yelled 'fuck you' and slammed his front door shut."

"Jesus, mother of God, Brandy," he mutters shaking his head. How ironic the situation is. I would think it'd be me disappointed in something as trivial as this. "You messed up, and I'm not gonna be the one to tell him."

"Well neither am I," I retort.

"Uh, yes you are. He doesn't deserve this, and you know that."

I grunt. "I know that, but I love him so much, Erin. God, I can't believe I actually slept with you. I swore to myself I wouldn't do it. I knew something bad would happen."

"It's a little too late for regrets now, sweetheart."

I begin pacing. How the hell do you tell someone that? Now I see why Taylor was such a train wreck.

Oh hey, babe. I had hot, angry sex with one of the biggest players in the school after you pissed me smooth off. Forgivsies?

Ugh, shoot me please and thanks.

"Stop pacing. It's stressful," Erin chides.

"We're just never gonna tell him. Yeah, that's what we're gonna do. We're gonna forget last night ever happened. I didn't see anything and neither did you. Poof. Perfect. No more betrayal because it's gone," I spit at a mile a minute.