Week old sweats are so comfy.
Especially after you've found out your boyfriend who you're supposed to love and care about is a liar.
A cheating
Manipulative
Idiotic
Two timing
Liar.
Taylor tried to call everyday but you've ignored him. He called once yesterday and you told him you hate him and you never want to see him again. There was no way you're letting him back in that easily. It was already hard enough having to see the love of your life sucking face with some random girl in his kitchen ON YOUR TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY. But you couldn't stay behind the barbed wire for long. After all you needed answers and he's the only one who could give them to you.
You muster up the energy to drag your achy breaks wheresthebenandjerrys heartbroken self to the kitchen to eat breakfast for once. You promise right after breakfast to call him.
But the time passed and it slipped your mind. You walked into school and promise to talk to him there. But he wasn't there. And that wasn't the only thing that was off. Everyone was looking at you and coming up to you with "I'm sorry" and "stay strong". Obviously Bea had already spread the word to about everyone with eyes.
All the classes were like that. People saying sorry and stay strong and all of this has just become weird. It wasn't even like you're popular. In English you were called down to the office. A feat that never happens.
Ever.
You trudge down the hall with worry. What did you do? You're walking head held down until you crash into a body. You look up and see Ms. Ravencraft. She frowns and says "You're a strong lady. Going through all this. I never would have handled it." You are puzzled. Teacher? As you continue to walk and try to piece everything together. With each stop a connection is made until it dawns on you. This isn't happening. It's couldn't be happening. You walk into the office and hope you're imagining the worst case. They look at you with sullen faces. 6 people are standing. One clears his throat. The officer spoke. "Taylor Caniff died while speeding on the highway at 120 mph. Fell off the side off the side of the road. Seems intentional. I'm sorry."
Hell broke loose inside and out
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