Flash back a few months ago to when I freshly exhited rehab for my alcohol and opioid dependency I decided to reconnect with old friends. I made amends to them much like I was taught and I didnt expect that it would go well.
I was expecting "screw you" or even "I don't care about you." I saw a name pop up and I thought to myself well she of all people deserves an I'm sorry after all. Reaching out to her I got a response rather quickly from her.
"What do you want now?" "I wanted to apologize for how I treated you the past month." Silence fell for minutes and I saw her face light up my phone followed by my annoying ringtone.
"I just wanted to apologize for the way I treated you back when I using." All she did next was yell at me for all the nights I made her cry, which I don't blame her.
We spoke for a few minutes but before she went to bed she told me "Ryker I'm going to bed goodnight I'll call you tomorrow." With that the phone call ended and left me with more questions then answers. "Does Lindsey hate me?"
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Burned Up Love
Teen FictionTIGGER WARNING Fresh out of a stint in rehab, Ryker was ready to start his life over. His goal was fall in love and live the life he always wanted. That dream one day became the nightmare he wished never came true.
