Ever since I told Justine about everything I've been hurting inside. I felt as bad as I looked. My hair was a mess, my room was f****d up and I didn't have the motivation to even go to work or school.
Maya kept coming over to check on me after work to make sure I was ok. She knew if I kept this up I would be fired and I wouldn't graduate. I knew that too, but not even that was enough to get me going.
I wiped the tears from my eyes and then stood up to walk to the window. I slowly climbed down to my knees and just laid my hand on my arms while I watched the house across the street.
I wonder if she told her parents already. Did they hate me now as much as she did? I ruined everything. I just couldn't let myself be happy with the person I loved.
My phone started to ring so I stood up a
