AMY
When I stormed away from Pete, I didn't feel a bit bad for what I did. I couldn't also say if I was upset with him, but I knew that I didn't want to see him or have anything to do with him.
When he gave me the information about my Dad calling me, it was a bit of a surprise, but I believed him and followed him only to find out I had been lied to.
I was angry because I felt like there were so many other ways to make sure to talk to me. He just didn't have to lie. My hands move absentmindedly over the rough canvas. Pete had a way of making himself the center of everything going on in my life.
It's been a few days since we last saw each other, and I still couldn't forget the moment we had together, and how we both started. Why was it so hard to forget about him when this was what I w
