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Maybe I am dramatic.
Maybe even over dramatic on the situation.
It does hurt.
Very much.
There were times where I found myself with him, I was more different.
More happy.
I don't want to be the girl that got a good opportunity from her boyfriend.
He is not your boyfriend.
I don't even know what to call him anymore.
Friends don't fuck around.
I don't know.
It hurts that he didn't tell me. He should have told me and I would have understood.
It was a slap in my face.
I was holding my head high thinking I earned this spot myself. I deserved it. My hard work finally paid off.
What am I doing in life?
Away from the bookstore, away from my mom's birthtown.
Going to classes, coming at the hospital, spending nights at Hayden's house more often then in mine.
What am I fucking doing?
Shit in life has changed, and I thought I am going to be happy.
Spoiler alert. That's a lie.
A knock on the door of the locker room got my attention.
Dr.Clark.
"Can I come in?" I nod slowly. He sits next to me.
I don't speak.
Maybe Hayden's intentions were good but he handled it bad. Did he think I wouldn't have found out?
Well guess what?
I found out, ruined his 'not telling me' plans, and now I was supposed to be outside going back to his competition with Scarlett.
And yet I am stuck in my thoughts in the locker room.
Not finding the strength to move and go see him again today.
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