Uriah and Tris

And to think I trusted her.

I walk away. More like storm. I can't believe this. I can't believe her. I just can't.

I get to my apartment and slam the door. And to think I actually trusted her. Of course she would just string my feelings along and then ditch me for someone better. For Four. That sad thing is I actually believed it wouldn't happen. I believed in her.

I want to cry. I want to. But I can't. Maybe it's because all along I knew this would happen, I just buried it so deep down I convinced myself I didn't believe that.

This shouldn't even be that big of a deal. We went on one date. We kissed, what maybe five times? We had been official for a day.

But a day is still enough to figure out that you really like someone.

Big deal. And I guess it doesn't matter anyway....

Don't.

Don't what?

Get a drink. I'm part of you. I know what you're thinking. You need to talk to her, not get drunk.

Fuck it. Just one.

'Just one.' Turns into at least ten and you know that.

Fine. Just ten then.

Before I can let myself argue anymore, I take a swig of the vodka that I had apparently ordered. I don't even remember getting to the bar, but here I am, with about two hundred points on my card, and I was going to use it.

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Eeeeek! It's SHORT! I sowrry. But this is just kinda to keep y'all occupied. The next update will be long I swear!