The Truth

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As i walked to the car, i realized someone had binoculars pointed to Matthew's window. Stalker much? I thought.

Uh oh.. i realized who it was.

Yup.

Rachael.

She opened her car door & yelled out what seemed to be my name.

"Hey, Ashley."

"... It's Ashlynn. Why are you here?"

"I came to spy- i-i mean..." She stumbled on her words.

Dumb bitch.

"Okay, its obvious you were spying on him. Continue?" I said.

"Well, i honestly came to tell you the truth about him" She told me.

"Can you hurry please i have to be somewhere."

"Let me just ask you a question"

"WHAT?!? CAN YOU HURRY THE F*CK UP ALREADY DAMN."

"Chill bitch Goddamn. So were you guys watching a movie where there was a 'sex scene' ?"

"Uhh, yeah ..? How did you know?" I questioned.

"We did the same thing on our first date. He tried to go up my shirt & i stopped him. He kept leaving hints that eventually we were gonna have to go pass the stage that 'we can't just be kissing then you stop me when i wanna have fun' , you get me?" She explained.

"You know Rachel, the funny thing is the fact you try to break us up-" i was interrupted.

"I'm honestly trying to help you out. Okay, go back up there for all i care. Don't get hurt is all i'm saying. " She said sincerely.

"Thank you. I'm gonna go back up after i get the pizza. I'll be careful around him but, i still love him. He understands me. Hopefully we could be friends though?" I asked

"Yeah" she said "Even though Matt & i broke up, I still won't be all friendly with the girl who stole my boyfriend" She rolled her crystal blue eyes.

Even though i knew she hated me, I swear i saw her smile at me while she was leaving.

I crossed the street when suddenly I realized everything went black & i managed to hear a guy's voice scream out ,

"WHAT THE FUCK MAN YOU RAN HER OVER !!!"

& the next thing i knew, i was being lifted by a boy about my age & before my eyes shut, I could see him smile at me.

I liked it.

Maybe i should get ran over more often? Yeah, no...

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