James saw me crying.
I told him I've been talking to a girl.
That we argued.
He believed me.
Why wouldn't he?
I told him she was called Rachel.
Rachel's my friend I'd never date her.
I messaged her and told her everything.
She said its ok because she likes girls.
She knows how I feel.
We made a deal we would pretend we are together.
We're not.
I love him.
Everyone went out tonight.
I said I felt ill.
I do.
Not physically.
Mentally.
He came back later on.
He said he was angry.
Angry at me.
He shouted at me.
Said I'm stupid.
He asked me why I betrayed him.
I screamed back.
I told him I'm sick of everyone.
Sick of everything.
He told me he loves me.
I said I loved him too.
Because it's true.
I do.
And I will forever.