AMY
I was so angry that I couldn't reach Pete for two days, and he also didn't bother calling me for those two days. I mean, he was the wrong one, so why isn't he trying to apologize to me?
My apartment felt like a bomb. Two whole days, forty-eight freaking hours and still yet, nothing from Pete.
No calls, no texts. It just felt empty altogether.
Just silence, and this one screamed louder than the argument we've had.
When I found out the truth, I felt numb. For days, I played the video in my head. Her. Him. On his bed. I didn't know her name, but I was sure I had seen her somewhere.
The second day went by as the numbness I felt started to crack. I wanted to scream at him, to throw things around. I wanted to drive over to his place, but I felt a weird paralysis. He was the one wh
