Regret <3 (1)
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[editing] "W-what?" I spit out even though I understand very clearly. I've been lied too. By my best friend or so I thought. I start crying right on the spot ruining every drop of makeup I have on.
"You heard me." She hisses every word dripping with venom as I cry. She watches heartlessly while her friend of 15 years breaks down in front of her.
Why am I still calling her a friend?! Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I'm definitely ugly crying but I don't care. I look up slowly and she is recording me. I look down really fast to hide my face.
"There you have it people. ALL 1000 OF YOU!! I have officially broke the bitch!" She shouts happily as she moves the camera around me. I stop crying.
"What did you just call me?" I ask slowly showing every bit of anger in my voice. She trips up as I stand up. I scoff as she stutters - "I-I...I mean..." she loses every little drop of confidence as I stare into her fake pink contacts.
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