chapter 8

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With what happened Dylan and I started something new.. Jaylen still hasn't answered so Fuck it. I texted him and said sorry and I even tried calling him, shit I went to his house his dad answered them slammed the door in my face... I had that coming... so why not just move on now... He's not going to forgive me

So Fuck him! I'm over this I have Dylan I had someone new to call me sweetheart .. Although it wouldn't be the same. of coures Nothing would, but then again Dylan is 2 years older and almost a graduate.. so then again I see No point, but he's really sweet and Maybe that's just the sex talking, but he's sweet when we text. which we always have something to talk about, but then again he can be boring as hell.

(So imagine getting busted for picture... at school No not sent at school but your phone got tracked and you have a police officer at your school,  your mom is drunk so you know she's going to get on your ass. well that shit happened to me..  Just like all this bad shit happens to me luckily I didn't go back to jail.  which was the high light, I got my phone taken away. So imagine 5 months without your phone.  Yeah it fucking sucks.) 

your constantly being watched.. being blamed. plus I don't have my dad here. I'll never have him here... but shit now I can't even talk to Jaylen... I know he's probably still pissed but I need him. I need to talk to him...

Jaylen if your reading this message me...

Please.

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