The Wrong Kind Of Plot Twist
Dear Diary, I’ve never felt so dirty in my entire life. I’ve let myself go completely and it’s something that I never did before. I let him touch me. I shouldn’t have done that. Not with the way everything’s been going lately. Not with the mess we’ve already made. The worst thing is keeping this from everyone. Including my best friend. But I can’t bring myself to tell her. It would make it too real. And I can’t take real at the moment. I think about his touch for hours. I imagine the warm water is trying to wash it away, but it can’t. It’s imprinted on me, left a mark that cannot be erased. I’m unable to talk, unable to listen, unable to even breathe. Leslie thinks that the warm water made me tired. And that almost falling earlier really scared me. If only she knew … I don’t see Hunte
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