AURELIA
The doors shut, he starts the car and only when we begin moving do I feel dread. I am not so sure why I am here, why I had to be o abrupt and foolish but it is what it is. I am a f*****g mess lately and I feel like he has a lot to do with that. It is becoming obvious that I have to deal with him in order to deal with the whole disarray in my life!
"Why did you have to hurt him? He is my friend!" I break the thick silence in the car with a little aggression, to which, he responds with a smug and remorseless face "He is not my friend now, is he?"
I roll my eyes and just keep my eyes on the window. I can not see a thing because of the heavy tint and the dark just working against my poor sight, but I would rather keep staring at nothing.
I wanted to have this meet up so we could
