Here I was thinking that someone actually cared about me.
That someone actually wanted what was best for me.
But no, you turned out just like the rest of the douche bags I've encountered.
You used me, you played the victim, you hurt me but most importantly you hurt my best friend.
And for that I can never forgive you.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts From A Book I Will Never Write
Short Story"She was crying over him, he was making another girl laugh."
