Amber has a car she drives and brought Khrystel and me to our houses before she went home.
I check on my emails and other apps for anything before I did my night routine. Still no calls and no messages. He is hurting me and I won’t let any man hurt me anymore. Not Michael Brown or that Brad. I’m done with it. Then a text came from Brad.
‘Are you still awake?”
But I didn’t bother to reply anymore. I know he knew that I was able to read it. But I will not reply anymore. I won’t make him hurt me.
The next morning there were just school and no formal discussion and assignments anymore. Practice for our graduation was at ten in the morning and two in the afternoon. I saw my friends while waiting for the practice coordinator.
“Happy Birthday, Khrystel.”
“Yeah, happy birthday!”
“Thanks, Ol
