Chapter 11

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Kat
September 1, 2005


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One month later

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Cole: He's going home today.

It's been almost two months since I saw him. I've tried to ignore all the calls and texts from Cole, Ben and even a few from Nate, although I suspect those weren't really him.

I've been able to block most of them out so far, but it's hard to ignore this one.

He's getting out.

He'll be free to do what he wants now. Everything could change today. I'm not sure I'm prepared.

Does he even care about me anymore?
Will he try to talk to me?
Will he try to become friends again?
Why do I even care?

He wants to be with Samantha. He made that pretty clear.

She won.

What's the point in even trying to be his friend? She would make my life miserable, if it's possible to get any worse than it already is.

I miss him so much it hurts, but I don't know if I can see him without it killing me inside.

I would be lying if I said I didn't love him, but I can't cling to false hope.

Getting over him will be tough, but I have no choice.

Staring at my phone, I contemplate texting Cole back, but what's the point?

Well, being a decent human being, for one. Cole's a good guy, he doesn't deserve to be ignored.

Or at least that's what I convince myself of as I hit send, before my brain can catch up to my fingers.

Me: Good for him.

I know it's not the best response, but in my head it was a lot less rude. When you text, things get lost in translation. There's no tone or body language to read. Everything can be so easily misunderstood.

Cole: It is. You should be here.

Uh, what? No freaking way. Why on earth would I do that?

Me: I don't think that would be a good idea.

I barely resist adding 'idiot' to the end. He doesn't deserve my bad mood. It wasn't Cole who broke my heart.

Cole: Probably not. I'm not sure he would want to see you anyway.

Ouch. I know it's true, but that stings. He probably wouldn't want me there while he's making out with Samantha. That would be awkward. Mostly for me.

Me: True. I'd just be in the way anyway.

I sigh. Flopping down on my bed. I'm sick of thinking about him being with her.

Cole: In the way of what?

Seriously. He can't be that clueless, can he?

Me: You know, him and Samantha.

Uh, duh. I shouldn't have to say it.

Cole: What are you talking about?

Before I can even begin typing, my phone dings.

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