This has been by far the longest day and I thought it would never come to an end. If not for mother's friend Debby stopping by and interrupting my dreadful conversation with my father then I don't know which hole I would have crawled into to escape my father and his nagging. My phone has been off the whole day because Tyrone kept calling and sending messages like every freaking minute. It doesn't even come to his mind that I need to be left alone, he should give me sometime to heal.
Late evening I stroll into the bathroom to wash my face before bed. As the water splashes onto my face I get flashbacks of Tyrone smiling at me outside our front door and pulling me close to him after seeing how beautiful I looked. Was I responsible for tempting him? Maybe if I didn't look that night he would
