As I'm lying in bed, ignoring my phone constantly going off, I soon think about what the last thing I said to Reagan was. I told him I hated him, now I can never take it back. Tears begun rolling down my eyes as I constantly blame myself for what happened to Reagan. I hated it, I hated what I said to him, I hated how I was feeling, I hated everything. If I wasn't being so over dramatic, Reagan would still be here.
everyday i need to stop blaming myself for what happened, but i just can't. i believe it's my fault and that it's always has been my fault
My bedroom door slammed open and there stood noneless, Alexandra. "Alex, what are you doing, how did you even get into my apartment" I groan as I dry my tearie eyes
"Not important. come on, get up..." she said as she yanked the blankets off of me reveling the black lacy dress I wore last night, Alexandra sighed as she pointed to the dress, "I don't want to hear nothing, I was tired..." I sighed before sitting up right
"Again, how did you even get into my apartment... " I asked before flopping my body back on the bed, "The key under the mat..." She said before giving me new, fresh clothes, "Angel, come on" She pulled my arm making me stand upright
"What is so important right now Alex, oh my god..." I whined
"I don't want you to stay in bed all day again... I want you to come out" She smiled. I huff and sigh, "Fine... I'm not going to be doing this shit everyday..." I rolled my eyes as I grab the clothes Alexandra picked out for me off the bed and get dressed in the bathroom.
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