“But Kait, I need to meet up with him.”

“I thought you dumped him!” she looked ready to start crying.

“Yeah, I did, I told you that, but..”

“But what?!”

I had actually started to tear up, too. “Just never mind. Let’s g-”

“I’m not going to force you to walk home with me.”

“You pretty much just did!”

“I’m trying to help you!”

“HOW ARE YOU HELPING ME?!”

“YOU ENDED IT , YOU NEED TO MAINTAIN YOUR DIGNITY !”

“YEAH, BECAUSE I NEED TO LISTEN TO A GIRL WHO SMOKES CRACK ABOUT DIGNITY !”

She couldn’t respond to that. She looked me straight in the eye, and I could tell she was hurt. “Never.. talk.. to me.. again.” she said between sobs and ran away.

“Kait..”

She didn’t even turn around.

And right there, in front of any pedestrian passing by to see, I began to bawl.

From: Warren
You coming?

To: Warren
Can you just meet me in front of the school, please. I need help.

From: Warren
WHO HURT YOU ?!

The feel of my fingers typing her name stung my hand, and wet my eyes.