9: It didn't make me feel better about myself

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CHAPTER 9: IT DIDN'T MAKE ME FEEL BETTER ABOUT MYSELF

I made James sit down, first time to ever do this.

Then, out of nowhere:

"Can you s-stop, he's making me feel uncomfortable" I looked up and saw the picture of the man that owns the house that I had stuck my gum on, exactly on his mouth.

"Seriously?" I went off.

"Do you even f**king care about me?" James started stuttered, "A-Alyssa"

I stormed out before he could finish his sentence, I hate him sometimes.

I was walking down the road, still annoyed.

That was when a boy who looked slightly older than me ran up and started a conversation.

"How old are you?" He asked.

"18" I lied.

"I'm 18, too."

I started thinking about how I could make James jealous and make myself feel better about myself.

"Let's go to my house" I said, running off.

"Oh, um.. Okay?" He ran off with me.

"Woah, this is YOUR house?" He asked.

"Yep!" I said.

We walked inside, James had a pot with flowers inside of it, he walked up to me fast but then stopped.

"James, this is my boyfriend and we are going upstairs to have sex!"

James looked shocked.

I ran upstairs and took off my shirt on the way in, my pants off afterwards.

"Alyssa, are you sure?"

"Do you want me or not?" I yelled.

He quickly took off his shirt and we kissed eachother, I don't even know if he noticed that I could barely kiss.

I then started to feel bad, I started think about James.

This didn't make me feel any better about myself.

James had still been with me after all the times I went off.

Now that I think about it, I did all of that for no reason.

"Stop," I said. "I'm done."

"Wait what?" He asked.

"Please, Alyssa. I think you're cool." He said.

"Whatever, get out." I said.

"You're just like all the other girls," He yelled. "Just want attention!"

"Yeah, yeah. Sure I am!" I said.

I heard him yell at James, as I sat there satisfied with kicking him out.

I rolled over, my eyes closed.

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