self-destruction is my new major, screw business.
me: nina, i love you.
nina: you were the one that told me to go.
me: i know, nina, but i love you and i can't change it.
nina: i don't know if i can love you like i used to.
me: but...
nina: but fucking nothing. do you know how long it took for me to stop crying every other night? to stop going to the library to study because i just knew you would be there? to stop myself from seeing if you were okay?
me: nina, i -
nina: don't you DARE say a thing, cooper.
me: ...
nina: i can't believe you. not after... not after carter. not after your lies. i can't be with you either. and it's not possible for me to be your friend if you're going to try and get me back every time we hang out like this.
me: please.
nina: get out.
me: just let me in!
nina: isn't that fucking rich, coming from you? get the hell out.
me: okay, i'm sorry nina. i'm so damn sorry that i let you go like that.
nina: go.
me: see you in school?
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fading voices [ the SEQUEL to little talks ]
Short Storysometimes there is nothing worse than an apology. - cooper