chapter 3

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Funny isn't it.

It can only take one decision to make your life start going the wrong direction.

She got addicted.

She knew it was wrong, and I did to.

I had began to befriend the Wong people, she did to.

One monday, she skipped class.

When people found out , they were skeptical.

'She wouldn't do that,' they would say.

It was so unlike her. I found out she had began to smoke.

She had seen me doing it, and I guess that's what led her to do it as well.

When I asked her why, she told me the same thing she always told me.

'It relieves stress, and Im constantly being the good girl, let me live a little!'

I knew I should have stopped her from doing this, but I did it with her instead.

We skipped class to do drugs behind the school; her grades began to plummet, as did mine.

I ruined such a innocent girl.

Her parents began to suspect us.

Yet she still constantly smiled and acted like she was happy twenty four seven.

And she was.

At least that's what she told me.

We grew closer.

I learned about her past, she trusted me more and more.

And that was her mistake.

I regret everything I made her do.

I regret every decision I made that hurt her.

We were both caught one day, skipping class and smoking pot.

We were both suspended for three days.

She was grounded for three weeks, and her parents forbid us from seeing each other.

They said I was a bad influence, and man, I was.

If only we had listened, if only we'd stopped seeing each other and she went back to her all around perfect self, and I went back to my delinquent, illiterate, excuse of a human being.

But we didn't.

I would sneak into her room at night, seeing as I lived across the street. I would bring the drugs over, abuse them secretly in her room.

It was one night, That I got tired of sneaking around and I faced her, telling her she needed to stop.

And for a while she did.

We went on with the school year, hanging out together on our free time, having movie nights and laughing the night away.

I found out she liked to make music.

She said she had never told anyone about it.

She was talented.

To bad her talent was wasted.

She could have been something big one day.

God I was falling for her.

I knew the day I saw her smiling that I would.

She captivated me in the most glorious way.

Everything about her caught my attention.

I loved her beautiful hair, and how gratifyingly gorgeous she was with out even trying.

Man, Im such a sap.

But she did that to me.

I wish, back then that I could have made better decisions.

That I actually had some common sense.

I wish I had known how to treat her right.















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