Buried Secrets

Diary Of Alexandra Smith

Oct. 30th, 2013, 11:30 pm

Diary;

I don't really care if I write the time down or not, but for tonight, I will. I am so, so, so, so, so going to kill Emmerson! That bastard decided that it would be cool if he just ended our relationship all because Matt and I were hanging out again! Ugh!

To make things worse, he might actually have a new girlfriend! What, the fuck!? I mean, unless he just met her and are just getting to know each other to become actually boyfriend and girlfriend; HE was cheating on me first! and, for some strange reason, so long as we were still an item, I really could care less if he cheated on me!

Matt texted me earlier. 

Hey bbg. Guess wut! <3

I overly didn't want to text, but I had to otherwise he would hound me at school tomorrow.

Hey boo <3 Wassup?

I lay back on my bed, looking through the photos of Emmerson and I back when we were dating. Within moments, Matt texted me back.

2 things. 1 being i wuv u <3 =D 2 being i jst saw emmerson w/ his new bitch. here's a pic...

Attached to his message, was a picture of Emmerson, with a dark-haired girl who was wearing a black dress that looked almost as if it had never seen a washing machine in its entire life! I laughed and rolled onto my stomach, surprised that Emmerson would drop so low on the date scale, and texted Matt back.

ROTFLMFAO, OMG! Tht is his new lil gf!? LOL!

I whipped my eyes, and Matt responded.

It gets better. ALOT better! ive seen her b4 in the Carpathian cemetery! Rumour has it that she’s a stroigi...a vamp. N no, i aint bsin u!

At that, I froze. Emmerson was dating a VAMPIRE!? What, the fucking hell!? How the FUCK does someone deal with that!? Correction, how the FUCK does someone NOT notice that!?

WTF!? R u srs!?

As srs as srs can get.

I closed my eyes and sat back, teas coating my cheeks. Emmerson was in danger, and he had no freaking clue! God fucking damnit!

Should we help him? I mean, he shouldn’t die like tht!

While I waited for Matt's response, I ran downstairs and packed a duffle bag with garlic gloves and heads, sharp knives, and pieces of two by four boards to make into stakes. Finally, after I zipped up the bag and brought it back upstairs into my room, Matt texted me back.

I may not like him, but i agree w/ u. I’ll meet u @ ur place n well figure out wut 2 do.

I nodded at my phone, and curled up into a ball under my blankets, naked. I already knew that Matt and I were just going to end up like that anyway. After all, Matt didn't care for Emmerson the same way I did. We would just end up making love like always. That was the way it should be anyway. Always.