Hey (phan kik)

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I sat awkwardly in Phil's car. The thick tension grew the longer we sat. I wanted to break the silence, but I couldn't after what I did.

"What did you mean?"

I guess Phil cracked first. "What?"

"When you said 'You don't even know'. Did something happen?" He questioned, obviously concerned.

"Um...yeah, but I don't want to talk about it," I said, heart sinking. I have never been in more agonizing pain then I have been in these last two days. My heart constantly ached. My brain was thinking of what the next thing to completely go to shit was. It's all Phil's fault. If he didn't cheat on me I wouldn't have cheated on him and none of this would have happened!

"Dan, I care about you and I feel terrible for what I did. Please let me back in," he pleaded.

"Can you drop me off at the train station," I
is all I said in return.

"Dan..."

"Take me back the damn train station!" I shouted aggressively. Tears streamed onto my face. "I just want to go home," I sobbed. Phil nodded and drove in silence. My heart pounded. I wanted it to stop. I wish my heart would stop beating so loud. My thoughts ravished my head. Make it stop. I wish it would stop.