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55

"ally come back!" i hear bradley yell after me, he's chasing me. i can tell, but i quicken my pace and continue running. i didn't know who to believe, brad or melissa. either way, i was going to lose one of their friendships.

i finally find myself in a small forest near the park, i make sure brad hasn't followed me in there, and luckily he hasn't. i grab my phone and message melissa.

ally: if your lying i need you tell me right fucking now

ally: because i'm in love with brad and if your trying to ruin it i will never ever forgive you.

ally: and in my books, you'll be classified as a 'bitch'

ally: seriously melissa, brad talked to me. he said you came onto him, i don't know who to believe, so tell me right now, did you kiss my boyfriend? MY SOULMATE?

melissa: are you accusing me of lying?! wtf is your problem?

ally: you know what melissa? YOUR my problem. your causing this drama, you are. you shouldn't have met up with brad in the first place, and don't try to say it wasn't your idea cause bradley showed me photos as proof.

melissa: fine, maybe i did kiss him. big deal.

ally: big deal? BIG FUCKING DEAL? yeah your right melissa, who cares if you kissed the love of my life? no biggie!

melissa: chill out

ally: delete my number.

i sit down in the pile of leafs, and cry into my knees, no one is here to comfort me. i don't have any shoulder to cry on, only my own.

brad: ally.

brad: i understand you don't want to talk to me right now, but you need to get back to the tour bus. we're preforming our show and then driving to new york.

brad: if you don't want to come back at least let me buy you tickets back to birmingham.

ally: bradley

brad: yeah?

ally: your the love of my life and i messed shit up so badly when i believed melissa and not you. forgive me

brad: oh thank god ally, of course i forgive you! but i should be the one saying sorry considering i'm the one who didn't pull away straight away

ally: it was a mistake. and i don't care about it, i'm in a forest. can you come pick me up?

brad: of course, baby girl.

i put my phone on the floor, and wipe away my tears. sure, my life is any fans dream right now, but that doesn't mean it's not a shitshow as well.