Since the incident at breakfast, I've been locked up in my room feeling sorry for everything I said to Jeff. I know I made the wrong decision by telling my parent. I didn't mean to do it. It just slipped. Now I'm debating whether or not I should go over to Jeff's and try to fix things or stay here and keep feeling sorry.
After debating for a good 5 minutes, I finally decide to head over to Jeff's and apologize for everything. I go over to my window and climb out. Images of what happened last night replay in my head. I snap out of my thoughts when I reach the other side with Jeff's house. I take in a shaky breath and head up to his door. I just stand there debating whether I should ring the door bell or just turn back. I decide not to turn back. I ring his doorbell and after a few seconds he opens the door.
"What do you want?"
"Jeff I…"
"I hope you didn't come here to apologize because what you did cannot be forgiven"
"Well, what am I supposed to do then?"
"You could go back home and act like we never met"
"How am I supposed to do that?"
He sighs. "Just go back home"
"But I need to…"
"Just go!" He yells and slams the door.
I sigh and let the tears spill down my face. They make my vision go blurry. I cross the street but stop in what I think is the middle of it for no apparent reason and cry harder.
"Amanda, watch out!" I hear Jeff yell. I go to turn around but before I turn fully everything goes black.