Entry 11:
I like to consider Ashley Kerwin a possessor; the possessor of Craig's devotion, the possessor of my loyalty, and the possessor of a gift called cheating. See, Ashley's dad got her an internship in London; making her relationship with Craig even more rocky then before. About a month or two ago, Craig was diagnosed bipolar. Ever since then Ashley had been extremely protective of him and even became his fiancée, before he was diagnosed. It's somewhat pathetic if you think about it; Craig can't live without Ashley. So the night before she left, Craig surprised her by saying that he bought a ticket to come with her. Ashley didn't want him to come with and took off leaving Craig heartbroken.
Craig then went all crazy or something, I didn't really know the details, but some how I found happiness within Craig and we bonded over the summer. He'd laugh at me. His laughter was soothing medicine to my aching soul. I loved being around him and I felt like he understood me and that I could say anything around him.
It seems crazy. I knew him forever, but I actually started knowing him for who he was during the summer. It wasn't until then that I wished I was Ashley. I wished this because she had this amazing guy that would doing anything for her in a minute and this guy who was just this overall amazing person. All was well, but we know that story, now don't we?
I was in Media Immersion when Ash e-mailed me. We all wanted to know when she was coming back, but the answer to that was never. She had met a guy named Allistar who was just "fabulous". It sucks to get dump by your fiancée by e-mail, but to add the Ashley Kerwin touch, on Craig's birthday. Great.
I felt obligated to throw Craig this awesome surprise party, so I go out and do my best, because I only wanted to see him happy.
We were having the best time and everything was just perfect. But Spinner, opens his big mouth and tells Craig that Ashley broke up with him. I now fully understand why everyone hates him. Craig was so infuriated. I wanted to cry. Not because he yelled "screw you" at me, but because I felt like a failure. I made Craig unhappy. I was the cause to this whole situation. If I hadn't tried to protect him, this wouldn't have happened. Ellie Nash strikes again.
Later on that night, Marco confronted me. He told me that I liked him. Not in a friend way, but more. I didn't want to believe it, but it was true. It was too true to even seem realistic. But being as stubborn as I am, I lied and said no.
A week later, Craig and I hated each other's guts and even hearing each other's name made our jaws clench and our teeth grit. He told me that I didn't need to protect him, and I knew that. I explained my reasoning, but it didn't matter, he still hated me.
Later on that night, I went to his house to talk to him. He was in his garage, or what I like to call his sanctuary. We finally forgave each other for our stupid mistakes. More good came from that, I tried out to be his drummer in his band and now I'm Ellie Nash: Drummer of Downtown Sasquatch. It has a nice ring, doesn't it?
