It was three in the morning and I was still staring at the ceiling. Eddy’s words have been playing over and over in my head like a stuck record and I’d been tossing and turning and getting in and out of bed all night. I even got up and started cleaning my room in a desperate attempt to clear my head. What would I have done if the roles were reversed?
I hadn’t told Audrey about everything about myself either for the exact same reason he hadn’t told me. We were the same in that way so why would I be angry at him for something I was doing too? But that still didn’t stop all the intense emotions I was having right now. It was a mixture of a million different feelings that were hard to piece to grand understand. I was confused. About him, about the way I felt, about everything.. that is except
