Ty Amy.
The one person who I would've bet my life on him hating my guts, is the only one who has spoken to me for a few days now.
He texted me back.
When he texted the other day and asked me how I was doing, and I said not too hot, instead of shutting me out like everyone else he came and picked me up.
Told me he was sorry.
Held me while I bawled.
Invited me to his brother's birthday party.
Made me laugh for the first time in weeks.
Made me feel human.
Not ghostly.
The one person I thought hated me, proved I had at least someone.
The one person I thought loved me, is still watching me sit here.
He hasn't moved.
Hasn't even thought about texting me or anything to make sure I'm alright.
What a funny world we live in, where everything you think is real, isn't.
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