"I read alot"
I turned my head toward him and looked down, "So you know..."
"Yeah."
I started to cry. He had read alot. He went around the counter and set his hand on my back.
"I'm sorry about your mom." He said patting my back.
I pushed him away. "Why did you read it?"
"I said I was sorry,"
"About my mother? You wouldn't have to be sorry if you didn't read my freaking journal!"
He stepped back as a result of my outburst. I was crying now. He read my journal. My book of secrets. And he didn't regret doing it.
"Now you know everything! My mom is dead, my dad is rarely home, and my life sucks!"
I walked out of the house. It hurt to cry and I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay and just have him hug me.
But I couldn't do that. I didn't know what he would do with that information.
I walked until I found a familiar road and walked home. The whole way I was fighting off tears that I was saving for my pillow.
I got home and collapsed on the couch.
I miss you mom
I hoped you liked this chapter. I will be uploading chapters less often but they will still be there and they will be higher quality. Probably One every two days. Maybe Daily.
Baiiiiiiiiii -KatieLou
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The Girl at the Back of the Class (HEAVY RE-WRITING)
Teen FictionI tried to dismiss the idea from my head, yet it's been a while since I've personally talked with anyone other than my close friends. I didn't even really think anyone ever knew me from "That girl at the back of the class." Yet, he did, I guess.
