Cut Too Deep

Cut Too Deep[part27]

After that Tasha left to go get the decorations from Party city for the party at her house on Tuesday.

I spray just a little more perfume on, plug in my headphones and wait for Peter.

While listening to Count on Me by Bruno Mars, Justin, called me.

How ironic?

I thought I could count on him but turns out he's a drunk just like his dad.

I still haven't gotten over what happened at his house Friday night. 

You dont call someone a prude, you just dont.

"What!" I answer.

"Oh, hey Ellen." He says meekily.

I sigh. I hate when he uses that voice, I can't help but to give in.

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to apologize for what happened. I'm not sure what I said or did but it must have been bad since you've been ignoring me."

"Ya think? You were trashed. I never seen you like that before.. and you called me a prude, like what the hell?!"

"I know, im sorry okay.!"

"Well sorry doesnt cut it this time. I mean we had our fun times and whatever but your just starting to get annoying."

I lie.

To be honest Justin was far from annoying. He was everything but, but because I am seeing Peter now i think its best to end it here before anybody gets hurt. 

"E-e-ellen. Are you serious right now?" He sounds like he's about to cry.

I realllly dont want to do this but its for the best. I think we need to just cool it.

"As a heart attack. Look your a great guy it's just we need to go on a little break. Things were cool and fun and I will never forget the beach, our first kiss in my room. But we should see other people." i whisper. 

For a good long 30 seconds theres just a awkward silence on the phone, then his voice croaks.

"I said I was sorry. And what about Danny he loves you. I love you."

Whhy did he pull that card. I feel a small tear.

"Okay. And so what?! We are over get it through your head! Leave me alone. We can still be friends just dont talk to me, I have bigger and better things than you Justin sorry."

In my heart I knew this was wrong I just knew it. But when I was at the mall with Sarah and the rest of the girls I listened in on their conversations and it taught me some things.

"Never trust anyone but your girls." Tasha said.

"Yeah totally. And no remorse when it comes to guys they need to learn, that they dont control us. The whole 'baby i love you.' is not going to work again." My sister Natalie said. 

"Im sayin. They think they can get by with that well nope. Not anymore. You are a free bird. Date who you want when you want. Even if you break a few hearts just make sure your heart doesnt get broken." Sarah said.

I was broken away from my memory of the mall when I heard a horn blaring outside my window. I look out to see Peter honking his black Nissan.

"Hey I have to go. Sorry." I say hanging up the phone and grabbing my purse and coat.

"Bonk! Bonk Bonk!"

"Coming!" i screamed like he could magically hear inside of my house from inside his car.