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Of all the people in the world to see me in my underwear, it has to be my ex. Why couldn't it be Jake Gyllenhaul? Or Justin Timberlake? Why does God hate me so much- why couldn't he send Ryan Gosling instead of Steve?
Steve- "Rachel sent me an interesting text. Apparently it's all lies?"
Me- "What did I tell you Steve?
Steve- "You told me that a guy called Phil had got you pregnant"
Me- "Seriously- you've known me for... a year and a half? You seriously believe that I would do such a thing? Yes, OK- I did lie about pretty much everything I said on the phone. It's just, you were pushing me and I lie whenever I'm under pressure."
Steve- "What the hell? You're a virgin, yet you took a pregnancy test? Why?"
There was a very long awkward silence. I was trying to cover myself up a bit more with my Dad's fishing hat whilst Steve was trying to control his boiling anger.
What the hell do I tell him?
Almost as if he can read my mind, Steve breaks the silence:
Steve- "Gimme the truth Abi... Why?"
There is absolutely nothing in the world I can say to make this better. But the silence is killing me so very slowly and painfully.
SAY SOMETHING! TELL HIM TELL HIM TELL HIM TELL HIM-
Me- "The night I got drunk, I couldn't remember what had happened. You just kept telling me that I wanted to have sex that night... What was I supposed to think when I was late?"
I couldn't stand the look in his eyes. He was truly hurt. He once best friend accused him of rape. Steve's eyes were brimming with tears. It broke my heart one hundred times over. I had to look away. I stared at my feet. I heard him sniff away his tears and slamming the door as he left. Tears fell onto my carpet. I collapsed onto the floor- shocked by my own stupidity. We would never be friends again. He'll probably never want to see me again.
I was angry after we broke up. At first, I never wanted to even see his face again- but I always secretly hoped that we would be friends again one day. I was hurt after I caught him cheating. I thought nothing would hurt me like that again.
Until now. I wanted the floor to split open so the world could swallow me whole.
Steve- "Rachel sent me an interesting text. Apparently it's all lies?"
Me- "What did I tell you Steve?
Steve- "You told me that a guy called Phil had got you pregnant"
Me- "Seriously- you've known me for... a year and a half? You seriously believe that I would do such a thing? Yes, OK- I did lie about pretty much everything I said on the phone. It's just, you were pushing me and I lie whenever I'm under pressure."
Steve- "What the hell? You're a virgin, yet you took a pregnancy test? Why?"
There was a very long awkward silence. I was trying to cover myself up a bit more with my Dad's fishing hat whilst Steve was trying to control his boiling anger.
What the hell do I tell him?
Almost as if he can read my mind, Steve breaks the silence:
Steve- "Gimme the truth Abi... Why?"
There is absolutely nothing in the world I can say to make this better. But the silence is killing me so very slowly and painfully.
SAY SOMETHING! TELL HIM TELL HIM TELL HIM TELL HIM-
Me- "The night I got drunk, I couldn't remember what had happened. You just kept telling me that I wanted to have sex that night... What was I supposed to think when I was late?"
I couldn't stand the look in his eyes. He was truly hurt. He once best friend accused him of rape. Steve's eyes were brimming with tears. It broke my heart one hundred times over. I had to look away. I stared at my feet. I heard him sniff away his tears and slamming the door as he left. Tears fell onto my carpet. I collapsed onto the floor- shocked by my own stupidity. We would never be friends again. He'll probably never want to see me again.
I was angry after we broke up. At first, I never wanted to even see his face again- but I always secretly hoped that we would be friends again one day. I was hurt after I caught him cheating. I thought nothing would hurt me like that again.
Until now. I wanted the floor to split open so the world could swallow me whole.
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| On April 14th 2008 wannahug13 Said : | |
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awww.... wheres his GF in all that? |
| On January 16th 2008 kg108551 Said : | |
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I just read all of the parts to this story and this part is so sad, but I liked it! KMP please. ~*Kayla*~ |
| On January 15th 2008 whitneyleighh Said : | |
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oh wow. keep me posted please. |
| On January 15th 2008 punkdancr Said : | |
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aw i love ur writing! very funny at some parts! kmp if u can! |
| On January 15th 2008 BlackHeartedMe Said : | |
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awww... that's so sad!!!!!! Keep me posted please! |


