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TWENTY.

[ANGELICA's POV]

I had no where to go, no where to hide. There were no tears left for me to cry. I no longer even felt like crying. My feet ached from walking without a destination. My whole body was wracked with loneliness and fatigue. Where could I go?

There were lots of benches in the park. Specifically my favorite bench that I used to sit and ponder on whenever I needed to clear my head. Now definitely seemed like a head clearing kind of moment. I dragged my tired feet towards the park.

It was now pitch black outside, except for the occasional cast from a streetlamp. Everything looked different at night, creepy even. The park was ahead of me now, completely empty. No cars in the parking lot, no cheerful children on the play equipment, no happy couples strolling. Just darkness, silence, and my favorite bench.

I sat down and let out a long breath. Just as I was growing closer to Harry and accepting the fact that I liked him as more than my friend. He gave me a new feeling I never had with my past flings. A feeling I longed for, but couldn't describe.

I couldn't believe he broke my trust just like the other boys. Part of me really wanted to believe every word he said, but the other part wanted to be angry.

What if I called Jessica? Maybe she knew what to do or would let me stay with her. I pulled out my phone and ignored the large amount of missed calls from a blocked number, no doubt all Harry's. I dialed her number and waiting impatiently.

"Hello?" Jess answered.

"Oh my God, Jess please help me!" I said immediately.

"Why what's wrong?"

"My dad kicked me out and now I'm all alone and I don't know what to do or where to go and I'm-"

"Is this because of Harry?" She cut me off.

"Yes, but it's completely unreasonable and I don't even know how my father..." I paused and thought for a second. How did Jessica know that Harry could be part of the problem? Last I even mentioned him to her was the party, where she saw him. How could she blame my supposed 'family friend?'

"Jess- how did you know about Harry?" I asked. There was silence on her end for a moment.

"Well I'm not dumb. I knew the reason you kept ignoring me and blowing me off was over some boy and who better than that 'Harry' you brought to the party? You've been lying to me for weeks about him!"

"Jess, it's not like that! I was going to tell you about him."

"Yeah? When Angelica? You were always too busy with him to even hang out with me once! You pushed me away over some older man. Is he really better than your best friend?"

The tears I thought I was done with started coming back. "You told him didn't you? You told my Dad about Harry. You told me you lied for me."

"Well you told me lies, so it was only fair."

"No. This is different! You told my father who knows what about Harry and I and as a result, got me kicked out of my own home!"

"This never would've happened if you just talked to me and told me the truth, Angelica. You did this to yourself."

Jess promptly hung up after her last statement, causing my heart to break even more. Now I didn't even have my best friend anymore. Everyone had turned on me. I rested my forehead in my hands and tried to stop the streaming tears. My mind clouded over with thoughts on what to do.

"Excuse me? Mind if I take a seat?"

I jumped almost out of my skin as a voice spoke from above me. Slowly raising my head from my hands, I looked up at the stranger.

It was dark out, but I could tell he was a tall, young, male.

I shrugged my shoulders and mumbled an 'okay', unsure as to why this man was out so late at night, wanting to sit by a heartbroken kid.

"What's the matter?" He asked politely.

"Just family drama is all." I replied, not wanting to burden this stranger with my mess.

"It's definitely more than that." He said, leaning back against the back of the bench. "You wouldn't be out here all alone, crying your eyes out if it was just that."

I furrowed my eyebrows, confused as to why this stranger cared so much. Maybe it would feel good to just let it all out and rant? "Well I met this guy, in this completely random circumstance, and at first I had confused feelings for him but as I spent more time with him, I began sorting out my feelings. I kind of started growing closer to him. This whole relationship thing was hidden behind my parent's back because he happens to be older and in an odd position-" I took a deep breath and glanced at the stranger to see if he was still there and listening.

He was watching me and nodded for me to continue. "Well my dad caught on and started watching over me, turns out I was pushing my best friend away and she got mad. She ended up telling him and confirming the relationship. Now my own father kicked me out of the house, my best friend hates me and Har- the guy I had a relationship with hurt me. I found out a lot more about him too, bad things I didn't know about."

"I see." He said, staring straight ahead into the darkness. "Why are you mad at the guy again?"

"Well I suppose- I thought he was the one who admitted to my father that we were sneaking around behind his back, but I guess not, it was my supposed best friend. But there's still the problem about what he does... in his private life."

"Is that the only reason you're upset with him?" He replied.

I thought hard, of Jessica was telling the truth, Harry didn't break my trust. It wasn't his fault after all.

"Yeah I suppose so." I pulled my knees up to my chest, suddenly feeling exhausted. "Uh- thanks for letting me sort out my thoughts." I said awkwardly, not knowing what to say next.

He slowly stood up from the bench and burried his hands in his pockets. "Well, be careful who you go around having relationships with. Men are only there to break little girl's hearts." With that, he walked away in the same direction he appeared from without a glance back.

At this point I couldn't tell if in my drowsy state I dreamt the whole encounter up, all I knew was that I desperately needed sleep and my body inevitably shut down.