Dear Reader,
Okay, so I've got to get something off of my chest.
I think that my boyfriend knows that I'm cheating on him.
I don't know how? But he does. I know he does.
I walked into school yesterday and there he was, standing there as normal. I gave him a big smile hoping it would diminish the "cheating" aura I had immersed myself the weekend prior.
He didn't smile, instead, he looked troubled. Sad.
He looked at me, then looked at his phone and then put it in his pocket giving me a small smile that lacked any sort of warmth that it usually did.
"what's up?" I think I said. Something like that. And then he goes..."Nothing. Just texting Luke,"
Luke is his twin brother. The one I cheated on him with.
Well shit.
I've never considered or wanted to think about that fact that I was a person who I'd always found so disgusting and heartless. A cheater.
Did I mean to do it? Of course not! Did I regret it as soon as I'd hooked up with his twin brother when I was crying about my English grade- (Pathetic, I know. I hate myself)
- well, no? And that's why I was so confused.
Fuck.
This blog is turning into a diary entry. Nah, fuck that I'm 17! I need a place to vent my deepest inner thoughts and worries into the dark abyss that is Wattpad. Maybe you'll be able to advise me?
So what do I do?
Should I just tell my boyfriend that I kissed his twin and continue to meet up with him during my study breaks? Or...not. And just pretend the Michael is and will be my forever, perfect boyfriend that I had dreamt of having, for so fucking long.
Yeah, hard isn't it?
Needed to get that off my chest.
- KayTee
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