-Emerald-
Betrayal.
I still can't get the emotion out of my head. It's way past midnight and I'm tossing and turning in my bed, wondering why would he feel as if he's betraying me.
When Brant dropped me off at home, he gave me the softest kiss on my lips. The kiss was a combination of hesitation, sincerity and defeat. A whirlwind of emotions was contained in that kiss. I still can't fathom why Brant was being that way. It's frustrating and agitating at the same time.
After a few more minutes of tossing in my bed, I eventually give up on falling asleep. I need to do something before I overthink myself to death. I should think about something else. Oh, I wonder if David is okay or not.
Apparently, a bunch of hooligans were bothering a girl when David saw them. He told them not to bother
