I tripped up the stairs several times as I was running up them but when I finally got to the top, I ran inside and I slammed the front door and locked it and I heard Lexie singing out to me but I ran up the hallway until I got to the stairs and I ran up more stairs until I got to my room and I slammed the door closed and locked it.
I leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath and unable to control the tears anymore.
They were streaming down the side of my face and I couldn’t stop them.
I was such an i***t. I should have known that they didn’t like me for me. No one does.
They were betting on who could get me in bed first.
How could they do this to me? They knew how I felt about people and the way they use me all the time.
And they were doing the exact same thing to me.
