Mending broken things

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/Liam/

I drove down her street like I did every Saturday to meet up for out study days. but instead of studying I had to make sure we could still be friends. she was all I had after... well after... I couldn't even finish my thought without breaking down. I got out of my car and walked up the driveway to the front door. I knocked once. nothing. I knocked again. nothing. after a million knocks I pulled out my phone.
L~ hey where r u? I need to talk to u
*nothing. Not even a reply.*
L~ mads
L~ hello
L~ fine if u read this meet me where we usually meet we have to talk about the other day. please just consider it.
I put my phone in my pocket and sat on the steps. "the last thing I said to her was terrible. its my fault she hates me." I thought as I buried my head in my hands.

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