The next day, still kind of angry about the mowing the grass thing, was worse. Since breaking up with my girlfriend, I had been fighting with all of my regular friends. Fighting with all of them but two, Hilary and Ashley.

Weeks ago, while talking to Ashley online, I convinced Ashley to tell me something. It had been bothering her, and I wanted to know what was wrong. I thought I could help.

Ashley had a crush on me. She had had a crush on me for a long time. I told Hilary.

At the time, I thought it would help. I was wrong.

I am in love with Hilary. I love so many things about her, and that Monday we spent time hanging out. At some point we started talking. For some reason I brought it up. Stupid me. She still didn’t like me. She didn’t know why. She didn’t have much more of a reply other than “I’m sorry.”

Figures.

Now Hilary knew Ashley’s secret. At the time I thought that Hilary would keep it a secret.

You know what they say, two can keep a secret if one is 6 feet under.