"Damn it" I can't get ahold of John shit, fuck, pull your self together dude, you can't lose your cool strider don't cry damn it! I throw my phone at a wall and break it "FUCK!" I scream. After sometime I went home to see Dirk and Jake watching a scary movie and Jake is hiding in Dirk's shirt. I slammed the front door and scares Jake haft to death. Dirk laughs at him and looks at me, but I don't look at him knowing he can see right through me, and I'm not in the mood to tell him what happened. I head up to my room and drop to the floor as soon as I shut the door. I started to cry. Why did this hurt so bad? I shouldn't let this bring me down, but oh god it hurts. I must have cried myself to sleep, because when I wake up I see Dirk there with his arms crossed, I sit up and ask,
"What are you doing in my room?"
"I noticed that you where upset, bro. What's wrong you know you can always talk to me right?"
"I'm fine, and shouldn't you be with Jake?"
"Jake left sometime ago, now are you going to tell me what's wrong or not?"
"Your not going to leave until tell I tell you?" I asked in a sad voice
"Right, now spell it bro."
"Fine I-I told John that I love him and he ran from me and I, um may of broke my phone."
"......"
"Bro say something please!"
"Dave, um you need to go and talk to him and hope he was only shocked, I hope the best for you two." And with that Dirk hugged me and went to get something to drink and I went to John's house.
