Bitter
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Bitter – Part 5
I spent that night on the bathroom floor crying ecstatically. I was so crazy I pulled in any of my acquaintances into the bathroom so I could tell them about the just occurrences. It was a sad attempt for me to help myself. I couldn't. At the encouragement of a friend, I went back to the party. She said even though I was in pain, I should go and pretend that I was having a blast just to spite him. I found him kissing another blonde bimbo.
I went home feeling like I was bleeding inside. I was in so much pain, I couldn't cry. I just walked around stoic and depressed, bleeding internally.
I found out later that that girl had received the same speech from Arnold. Still, it hurt. Over the weeks I tried to reach out to everyone for help. Unfortunately, no one takes teenage love seriously. I would talk to anyone I thought cared. (Doi, was that stupid!) I even told Miriam. Shocker huh? Miriam actually thought that I liked him when she saw me talking to him at high school. She teased me about it. Miriam wasn't that sympathetic thought. She dried my tears, which was quite an event. Yet, didn't offer much advice and what she did I would never use. Plus, she wasn't that well versed in that area. I mean, cripes, she married Bob.
Weeks, even a month or so had gone by. I had walked around sad and depressed. I tried to cheer up by going to our school's lock in/drama festival. It seemed fun enough. Then I went there and I remembered that the drama department disliked me. 'Ah well, I might as well have some fun.' I thought to myself. Of course, another motivation was the fact that Arnold was there.
I was in for the night of my life.
I had just put down my bags when I heard a large commotion. It was at the kissing booth. I walked over, Arnold had just made his payment for a smooch from one of his close friends. 'He isn't…he couldn't…" He DID.
The night was so eventful I find it hard to recall. Arnold had gone insane, or at least that's what I thought. He kissed 5 girls and flirted with many more. Very out of character. Of course, I should give him more credit. He did have a girlfriend at one point, and a few more. He was a lot more "experienced" than I. I went insane. I pulled friend after friend into the auditorium bathroom to try to feel better by bitching. It didn't work.
Morning came I hadn't slept at all, not even during the 3 AM movie. Arnold decided to kiss someone else during that picture.
You know, I'm not that kind of girl who would want a part of what Arnold was doing…but he wasn't even tempted!
It was around 6AM. I don't know if it was out of delirium or lack of food. I guess it was that…I couldn't go my whole life knowing "what if."