Webb
Practice was a welcome distraction today. Sofie and how forlorn she looked this morning is burned into my mind. The agony on her face when she looked at me. I am to blame and damn it hurts. I’d cut my heart out if it would stop her pain. We shower and decide to head home to order something for dinner. I rode with Colby and Clint tonight. I check my phone like always hoping for anything else from her. I responded to her text this morning that I’d be anywhere she wanted me to talk. And asked why she ran out of class but she hasn’t replied. I see a voicemail and almost drop the phone trying to open it. I don’t even glance at the sender. Placing it to my ear, my heart beats in anticipation only to crash in disappointment. It’s f*****g Andrea. She’s crying though and I find myself listeni
