|
~*Jerk.
‘Jerk.’
Why would you call me that?
I just got back from the TOSC’s dinner auction. It was a fun night. It was 10:00PM.
’Because you never talk to me much, anymore.’
I didn’t think Tanner cared, really.
Oh. Well. It’s because whenever you’re in a relationship you distant your self – you seem moody when I talk to you.
And he has. I’ve been covering Tanner up. I’ve been keeping the secret about Valerie and Tanner going out for 2 weeks now. No one makes such a big deal about it.
Except maybe my mom – if she found out.
’That’s still not a good enough excuse.’
And I wasn’t sure what to say. Because when things stop there – things get deep. When things get deep, we both cheat.
And when we both cheat – well, let’s just say we’ll keep this dirty secret kept inside us.
I don’t really like secrets anymore.
But I have so many of them which I’m afraid if I tell you all about it, you won’t even know who I am.
You might even call me an ungrateful b***h.
But we got deep. Or. I got deep. Tanner got slow to reply.
’You deserve everything.
What do I deserve? I don’t think there’s much to deserve. He’s fine and happy. I’m happy, kind of fine – stressed maybe. Maybe it was because when I was talking to Sarah’s ex yesterday, Charlie, it pissed me off a little. The guy wasn’t like he was in front of Sarah – when I first met him I thought he was a good guy. A guy unlike the bad boys Sarah hung out with me.
But he bragged a lot. He was rude. A player.
But because he looked appealing – Sam kind of flirted with him and made herself comfortable.
Tanner matured. Maybe Charlie will later?
You shouldn’t let me say things like that – it’s bad. I’m going to bed. Night.
’Goodnight, Arriya.’
 NinteyDegrees_South · Sat Nov 21, 2009 @ 08:50pm · 0 Comments |
