"He's not real, Dan.."
"Dude, you need serious help.."
"You're crazy! Get away!"
"You sick freak.."
That's all they'll say to me. I know I don't need help and I sure don't need them. All I need, is him.
[COMPLETED]
"I'm sorry I left you. I just couldn't stand to see you cry." His voice spoke softly. It comforted me, but in a way, it made me angry. I felt my blood boil as I clenched my fists. "That's bullshit, Phil. You're my boyfriend. You should be there for me when I'm upset." He looked at the floor, "I'm sorry."