After Lila came back upstairs with snacks, she and Alex fell asleep. I decided to check my messages from Quinton to see what he was saying
quin
Him: please let me explain
Him: I never meant to hurt you
Him: please let me come over
I peeked outside my window into him room to see him looking at his phone and crying. I wasn't exactly ready to forgive him, but I could at least hear him try to explain himself. And let me tell you, it was pathetic.
I told him to meet me on my roof. I crawled out my window with my phone and saw him do the same. He sat down next to me and was quiet.
"why did you do it" I asked
"I was upset" he said quietly
"I was drunk" I muttered
"I know and what I did was wrong"
"so that's the reason you did it, because I was drunk and you were upset?" I questioned
"yes but I didn't mean to hurt you or for that picture to get out"
and with that, I got up without a word and went back into my room. He was so stupid.
quin
You: sorry I said what I did when I was drunk, but you're an ass
Him: I know and I'm sorry
It felt good to say that and even better that he agreed. If I could give Alex one more chance, maybe I could give Quinton one.
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