Boy Meets Girl
Preface
How did I end up here? How could all of this shit happen to me? I was a perfect girl, not a goody goody girl, but not an outlaw either. How could I do this to Terra, my soul sister? Because i'm an unfaithful bitch, that's why. I told him this same thing, but he told me I was wrong, that this was love.
I do have to admit, I was green with envy when I heard the new about them. But this?! This was wrong, all of it. Even if I do love him, does it give me a right to do what i've been doing for the past four months? The lies i've told my soul sister?
"I'm sick Terra, I can't go I'm so sorry! I'll go next time, promise." I was really at his house.
"My mom told me to babysit because she was going out, bitchy right?" I was really hanging out, laughing, and joking around with him.
"My mom said next time," I was really laying in bed with him, talking about random things.
He is Terra's, not mine. They've been an item for about five months. Sure, they pecked eachother on lips time to time. Sure, they hug after they talk for about two minutes. And sure, they talk for about tow minutes every day. But, comapared to what we do, that's nothing.
I'm the one that makeout with him, secretly. I'm the one who lets him sneak into my room, just so he can crawl into bed with me. I'm the one that actually talks to him for more than two minutes. I'm the one that has something in common with him. I'm the one that leaves scars on his back, scars from hot sex. I'm the one that he goes to when he has problems.
It may look like just a simple friendship, but in secret, it's way more. But, it still doesn't give me the right. I feel guilt, something I haven't felt in a long time, traveling through my whole body and striking my heart. I've really come to think about this. My conclusion?
I, Rose H. Davison, am basically fucking screwed.