Bad boy feelings

Bad boy feelings

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I missed her, I wanted to be with her.... Why can't anything good happen to me why am I worthless..... She left because of me, she left cause I wasn't their for her when she needed me.... I'm the worst best friend their is, I promised myself I won't do what she did but I can't take it anymore...... Jessie a senior in high school, everyone thought she was perfect and had it all. What they didn't know is that her best friend died because she was at a party. Jessie regrets everyday and suffers everyday she acts all happy and no one notices her pain tell he does.... The bad boy of the school who is known for playing girls can see past Jessie's fake smile and happiness. He sees her pain he wants to help but she won't give in.... will she finally give in? And give him her heart not afraid of it being broken?
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He just stood there. Looking at me. The way I had reacted had put him in a state of shock. "I... I um," Every word I had learned from pre-school to now had just flew out of my mind and left me speechless. "I should go." I could tell he could barely hear the hurtful words I had just chocked out of my mouth, but I didn't care. Not anymore. I walked away. Fighting back tears. I drove all the way to my house and when I got there I fell against the cold wall. What had just happened? All I knew is that I wasn't able to think straight. My mind was clouded with memories of him. I shook my head trying to forget everything that was involved with him. But I wasn't able to forget. These thoughts were a part of me now. He was a part of me.

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