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Post by Frankie Blake on Apr 2, 2011 11:59:13 GMT
So I had wiped about more than I had thought. Not that that was a bad thing. I coud tell her some lie about how she did something to annoy me... Then we could be friends again. But did I want to do that? To lie to her. "We slept together," I said, casually so he wouldn't know that what I was going to say next would hurt. "And you weren't happy with me after that cause you were... Under the influence of alcohol and possibly drugs" I bit my lip and waited to see what she would do.
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Post by Jamie Allen on Apr 2, 2011 21:13:57 GMT
I blinked, not knowing what to say. How had... How couldnt I remember that?! I wasn't the type who got pissed drunk, it wasn't like me, so I didn't understand why I wouldn't remember... "Wh--Why are you telling me this?" I asked. I mean, it seemed illogical to me. If I'd been angry at her for this, why was she telling me? She could have gotten away with it. Maybe that was why I shouldn't be mad with her. "Thank you, for telling me," I frowned, "Are we still friends?" I asked nervously, "I promise, I won't get drunk again."
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Post by Frankie Blake on Apr 9, 2011 8:33:59 GMT
What? No! This wasn't what was meant to happen. We were meant to go our separate ways, not be friends. I sighed, when did anything ever work out? "sure" I shrugged, "if your sure..." I picked up my can and took a drink out of it, wondering how I had erased that much time in one go.
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Post by Jamie Allen on Apr 9, 2011 9:33:50 GMT
Why wouldn't I be sure? I smiled happily.
I will finish this post when I know whats the general idea this thread is going for? Like do we have a plot, or...?
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