“Please come?” Georgie begged, it was day twelve since the break-up and Georgie was trying to convince me to go down to Leslies house to pick up her photo albums, we are decorating the spare room and she wanted to put some photos and things up.
“Noo, how awkward would it be if I went.”
“They still like you, we’re friends aren’t we.”
“Nah Georgie I think I’ll just stay here...” I said, not only could I use the time alone, I really wanted to finish clearing out Nathans things from my room.
“Come on, I helped you clean the majority of Nate’s stuff out.” She bargained.
“FINE, but if it’s awkward you have to talk more, fill any silences.”
“There will be no awkward silences to fill, I promise and plus it’s only for a couple of hours.” She said.
“Ok.” I said, really? Was I really going to my ex-boyfriends families’ house?
The drive there was long, the road was taunting me, and just as I thought we were getting close another long stretch of road was upon us.
“How long left?”
“Ummm like half an hour.” She answered.
I couldn’t help but laugh, “You said that like an hour ago.”
She chuckled back, “Honestly, I have no idea.”
I continued laughing, tears began rolling down my face, I don’t know why I found it so funny, what came next however was a surprise to both of us. The tears of laughed turned to tears, actual big fat tears, finally mourning the loss of a relationship. Georgie pulled over, and quickly hugged me.
“I miss him, so much.” I wailed.
“I know...” She said.
“It feels like I can’t breathe, why wasn’t I strong enough to stay?”
“Hey stop, it’s not your fault, Nathan was the idiot here, you were strong
enough to leave, in my opinion it takes more courage to do that then stay in an unhappy relationship.”
My breathing slowly evened out, “Thank you.”
She shook her head in reply, as if to say don’t worry about it.
“No Georgie, seriously, you didn’t have to stay around me, but you did.”
“You’re my friend Paris, and Nathan was wrong in this instance, even if I don’t like it, I could see it.”
I sobbed a bit more before finally pulling it together.
“Feeling better?” She asked as we were nearing Leslie’s house.
“Much!” I smiled.
We pulled in, seconds later Leslie was at the car practically pulling us both out of the car and hugging us like she hadn’t see us for a decade.
“I’ve missed you girls.” She said, pulling us into a group hug.
“I’ve missed you too.” Georgie and I said in perfect harmony.
“You and me missy need to have a chat.” She winked in my direction, Georgie gave her a look I couldn’t decipher probably trying to give her a warning about my ‘fragile condition’ at the moment.
I smiled in return, before she dragged us inside for a cup of tea.
“So how was the drive?”
“Eh long, but it was fine.” Georgie answered.
“So are you sure you don’t want to stay? I have the guests rooms made up.” Leslie said.
“We would but we both have work tomorrow.” Georgie replied, using our made up excuse.
“It labour day tomorrow...public holiday.” Leslie said with a smile dancing across her lips, “I understand if you don’t feel comfortable here anymore, but trust me Paris, I still love you, and I even though I was a little mad that you broke up with Nathan I understand why you did it.”
What had I done to deserve the company of such awesome people?
“I miss him.” I replied, tears in my eyes, I was very emotional today.
“I know.” Leslie said wrapping her arms around me.
We spent the rest of the day chilling out around the house, I made everyone pancakes but besides that we just talked, and drank lemonade on the porch, it was so lovely to still feel a part of the family and then just as we were leaving things became unpleasant.
Nathan pulled up into the drive way, with none other than Becky in his front seat.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Pulling A Funk
“GET OUT OF BED!” Georgie screamed at me from downstairs.
“Nooooooooo.” I replied, it was day 3 in bed and Georgie was less than impressed.
“PARIS, NOW!” she yelled back.
I waddled downstairs about 10 minutes and multiple screaming matches later.
“You have to get up!” She said as I was walking down the stairs.
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” I said, she took one look at me and a smile cracked her tough exterior, I was wearing my dressing gown over my flannelette pyjamas and my ugg boots, I looked a treat.
“You are such a cliché at the moment.” She laughed.
I just gave her a sarcastic smile, and then Danny walked downstairs, obviously doing the walk of shame.
“Ha ha I’m the cliché? Have a nice sleep Danny?” I asked, he looked towards Georgie sheepishly.
“Have you talked to Nathan yet?” He asked trying to avoid his own embarrassment.
“No, he hasn’t tried to call me either.” I justified.
“I would talk to him if I were you.”
“Again, he hasn’t tried either; barely acknowledge I was going in the first place.”
“I’m just going to say, he isn’t taking it to well, and maybe you should bite the bullet.” Danny suggested.
“People who’ve broken up shouldn’t talk anyway, thems the rules.” I said.
Georgie and Danny shared a look, I knew what it meant, they didn’t think this was real, it is, trust me.
“So what’s going on here?” I said winking trying to get the attention off me.
There were some awkward coughs and red faces before the subject was changed, soon after Danny left and Georgie and I had a chat.
“So how you doing?” She asked.
“I’m fine, did Danny say anything?”
“Nothing exciting.” She said unconvincingly.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yep.” She answered and went into the kitchen to finish washing her dishes.
By the way she was avoiding my eye I knew she was lying...Oh well.
“Nooooooooo.” I replied, it was day 3 in bed and Georgie was less than impressed.
“PARIS, NOW!” she yelled back.
I waddled downstairs about 10 minutes and multiple screaming matches later.
“You have to get up!” She said as I was walking down the stairs.
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” I said, she took one look at me and a smile cracked her tough exterior, I was wearing my dressing gown over my flannelette pyjamas and my ugg boots, I looked a treat.
“You are such a cliché at the moment.” She laughed.
I just gave her a sarcastic smile, and then Danny walked downstairs, obviously doing the walk of shame.
“Ha ha I’m the cliché? Have a nice sleep Danny?” I asked, he looked towards Georgie sheepishly.
“Have you talked to Nathan yet?” He asked trying to avoid his own embarrassment.
“No, he hasn’t tried to call me either.” I justified.
“I would talk to him if I were you.”
“Again, he hasn’t tried either; barely acknowledge I was going in the first place.”
“I’m just going to say, he isn’t taking it to well, and maybe you should bite the bullet.” Danny suggested.
“People who’ve broken up shouldn’t talk anyway, thems the rules.” I said.
Georgie and Danny shared a look, I knew what it meant, they didn’t think this was real, it is, trust me.
“So what’s going on here?” I said winking trying to get the attention off me.
There were some awkward coughs and red faces before the subject was changed, soon after Danny left and Georgie and I had a chat.
“So how you doing?” She asked.
“I’m fine, did Danny say anything?”
“Nothing exciting.” She said unconvincingly.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yep.” She answered and went into the kitchen to finish washing her dishes.
By the way she was avoiding my eye I knew she was lying...Oh well.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Playing The Blame Game
“Hey where have you been?” Georgie asked as I walked through the door.
“Nathans.” I answered beginning my walk up the stairs.
She nodded, “Paris I know it’s hard, but it’s just going to take some time Nathan will be himself again soon.”
I couldn’t hold it together the tears stained my face in seconds and soon
I was sitting on the bottom step barely breathing, “I broke up with him
Georgie.”
Her mouth dropped as she walked over and sat next to me, “What? Paris you can’t, he needs you.”
“I’ve needed him too, it’s to exhausting.” I said as a pathetic excuse.
“Paris it’s just a bad patch, he will get better.” Georgie said as she justified her brother’s behaviour.
“Georgie, I can’t anymore, I love him so much but I’ve been giving excuses for our fights and behaviours and I realise there’s no point us both being miserable.”
“This is so sudden; did you even talk about it?”
“Didn’t have to, we both knew, he didn’t say anything.”
“He was probably shocked; it came pretty out of left field.”
“I’m sorry Georgie, I mean this in the nicest possible way, but you haven’t been around him lately, since his injury his changed...”
“Can you blame him?”
“No I can’t.” I said resuming my trek up the stairs.
Great so now I was going through a break up and my roommate and friend clearly wasn’t happy because I just dumped her brother, this couldn’t get any worse.
“Nathans.” I answered beginning my walk up the stairs.
She nodded, “Paris I know it’s hard, but it’s just going to take some time Nathan will be himself again soon.”
I couldn’t hold it together the tears stained my face in seconds and soon
I was sitting on the bottom step barely breathing, “I broke up with him
Georgie.”
Her mouth dropped as she walked over and sat next to me, “What? Paris you can’t, he needs you.”
“I’ve needed him too, it’s to exhausting.” I said as a pathetic excuse.
“Paris it’s just a bad patch, he will get better.” Georgie said as she justified her brother’s behaviour.
“Georgie, I can’t anymore, I love him so much but I’ve been giving excuses for our fights and behaviours and I realise there’s no point us both being miserable.”
“This is so sudden; did you even talk about it?”
“Didn’t have to, we both knew, he didn’t say anything.”
“He was probably shocked; it came pretty out of left field.”
“I’m sorry Georgie, I mean this in the nicest possible way, but you haven’t been around him lately, since his injury his changed...”
“Can you blame him?”
“No I can’t.” I said resuming my trek up the stairs.
Great so now I was going through a break up and my roommate and friend clearly wasn’t happy because I just dumped her brother, this couldn’t get any worse.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Authors Note
Hey everybody,
I just wanted to address the comments after my lastest post, I realise that some of you wont be happy with the direction I'm taking the blog, but I have to take it somewhere. As one of the comments said I haven't been posting, and one of the reasons is because I have 0 inspiration for the story...I realise that not everyone will be happy, but things are going to start making sense soon...
I've already apologised for the lack of posts, I've had an extremely busy year, that includes school work, a trip overseas, and aging family members moving into my home, unfortunatley the blog got pushed down the list of things to do...
I still can't promise my old regular posts but I'm doing my best...I feel I should also let everyone know I'm not sure how long this blog will contiune, I'm beginning to run out of things to write & I don't want writing to become a chore, because I enjoy it to much.
So this is a long winded way of saying,please continue reading, wait until you see where the story is going and then make your decisions....
& I also want to say thankyou to my long term readers who have supported my through this time! :)
<3 Amy
I just wanted to address the comments after my lastest post, I realise that some of you wont be happy with the direction I'm taking the blog, but I have to take it somewhere. As one of the comments said I haven't been posting, and one of the reasons is because I have 0 inspiration for the story...I realise that not everyone will be happy, but things are going to start making sense soon...
I've already apologised for the lack of posts, I've had an extremely busy year, that includes school work, a trip overseas, and aging family members moving into my home, unfortunatley the blog got pushed down the list of things to do...
I still can't promise my old regular posts but I'm doing my best...I feel I should also let everyone know I'm not sure how long this blog will contiune, I'm beginning to run out of things to write & I don't want writing to become a chore, because I enjoy it to much.
So this is a long winded way of saying,please continue reading, wait until you see where the story is going and then make your decisions....
& I also want to say thankyou to my long term readers who have supported my through this time! :)
<3 Amy
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
The Conclusion
I went straight over to Nathans after work, I had this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, I had made an ultimatum with myself, if I wasn’t satisfied after a chat then I would end it, I wasn’t sure if I would have the guts to actually go through with it but it was certainly my plan.
I knocked on his front door, waiting for him to answer, I had a speech prepared but I wasn’t sure how much I’d get through but at least I had a plan.
“Hey.” Nathan said as he opened the door.
“Hi.” I smiled back at him.
“What are you doing here?” He asked.
“...um seeing my boyfriend.” I replied.
“Don’t get snappy it was just a question.”
He began walking towards the lounge room, he was in the middle of a movie.
“Nate, can we talk real quick?” I asked.
“Hmm?” He said not looking up from the TV.
“You and Becky seemed awfully cosy the other day.” I said.
He flicked off the TV but still didn’t look at me, “She’s helped me a lot of the last few weeks.”
“Yes, she has. But so have I, and you’ve barely looked at me since the injury, and we definitely aren’t sitting on your bed laughing over youtube videos together.” I said quietly.
He sighed and still wouldn’t meet my eye, “I don’t know what to say, I like Becky and yes you’ve helped me to, I never said you hadn’t, at the moment I’m finding it easier to talk to her.”
“Why?” I asked feeling a flush spread to my face, I was finding it hard to breathe.
“I don’t know.”
“Ok, fine, talk to Becky, I don’t mind, but please don’t let me find you chilling in bed with her like it’s no big deal.” I said with a bit of bite to my voice.
“Grow up Paris, we’re all adults, you should take comfort in the fact that I haven’t slept with anyone since we started going out.”
“’I should take comfort in the fact that you haven’t slept with anyone’, what the hell does that mean?” I nearly shouted.
“It means I’ve been completely faithful, but a lot of people wouldn’t have been in my position.”
“Why, why would you say that?” I asked confused.
He just shook his head.
“Nathan, why are you being a prick? I get it, you broke your knee, it sucks, but you’re going to be playing again soon and everything will be fine.”
“No you don’t get it.” He shouted.
“Fine EXPLAIN IT TO ME.” I yelled back.
“I can’t.” He said so angrily I physically recoiled.
“Ok, well I’m sorry but I can’t be overlooked and forgotten about anymore.”
He half laughed, “So what some more drama Paris, yell, scream maybe?”
“No...I’m done.” I answered.
He shook his head, “Done what? This ridiculous conversation?” He asked turning his attention back to the TV.
“No, us. I’m done; it’s too much for me. Where both not happy and we shouldn’t pretend to be anymore.”
He was quiet for a long time, and for a brief minute he looked ruffled like he was about to beg for forgiveness, he looked like the act he’d been putting on since his injury was fading away, and just as quickly as I saw my Nathan he was gone again.
”Let yourself out.”
That sentence was drawn out with finality that I needed, perhaps we were just the couples that were meant to fall in love but not be together, they world wasn’t ready for Nathan and Paris, or perhaps I wasn’t.
I knocked on his front door, waiting for him to answer, I had a speech prepared but I wasn’t sure how much I’d get through but at least I had a plan.
“Hey.” Nathan said as he opened the door.
“Hi.” I smiled back at him.
“What are you doing here?” He asked.
“...um seeing my boyfriend.” I replied.
“Don’t get snappy it was just a question.”
He began walking towards the lounge room, he was in the middle of a movie.
“Nate, can we talk real quick?” I asked.
“Hmm?” He said not looking up from the TV.
“You and Becky seemed awfully cosy the other day.” I said.
He flicked off the TV but still didn’t look at me, “She’s helped me a lot of the last few weeks.”
“Yes, she has. But so have I, and you’ve barely looked at me since the injury, and we definitely aren’t sitting on your bed laughing over youtube videos together.” I said quietly.
He sighed and still wouldn’t meet my eye, “I don’t know what to say, I like Becky and yes you’ve helped me to, I never said you hadn’t, at the moment I’m finding it easier to talk to her.”
“Why?” I asked feeling a flush spread to my face, I was finding it hard to breathe.
“I don’t know.”
“Ok, fine, talk to Becky, I don’t mind, but please don’t let me find you chilling in bed with her like it’s no big deal.” I said with a bit of bite to my voice.
“Grow up Paris, we’re all adults, you should take comfort in the fact that I haven’t slept with anyone since we started going out.”
“’I should take comfort in the fact that you haven’t slept with anyone’, what the hell does that mean?” I nearly shouted.
“It means I’ve been completely faithful, but a lot of people wouldn’t have been in my position.”
“Why, why would you say that?” I asked confused.
He just shook his head.
“Nathan, why are you being a prick? I get it, you broke your knee, it sucks, but you’re going to be playing again soon and everything will be fine.”
“No you don’t get it.” He shouted.
“Fine EXPLAIN IT TO ME.” I yelled back.
“I can’t.” He said so angrily I physically recoiled.
“Ok, well I’m sorry but I can’t be overlooked and forgotten about anymore.”
He half laughed, “So what some more drama Paris, yell, scream maybe?”
“No...I’m done.” I answered.
He shook his head, “Done what? This ridiculous conversation?” He asked turning his attention back to the TV.
“No, us. I’m done; it’s too much for me. Where both not happy and we shouldn’t pretend to be anymore.”
He was quiet for a long time, and for a brief minute he looked ruffled like he was about to beg for forgiveness, he looked like the act he’d been putting on since his injury was fading away, and just as quickly as I saw my Nathan he was gone again.
”Let yourself out.”
That sentence was drawn out with finality that I needed, perhaps we were just the couples that were meant to fall in love but not be together, they world wasn’t ready for Nathan and Paris, or perhaps I wasn’t.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Honestly?
“Hey pretty lady.” Zoe greeted me at the elevator; we were going to lunch together.
“Hey yourself.” I said kissing her on the cheek.
“How’s organising going for Paris?” She asked.
“Really well, Minnie’s practically got everything sorted, I’m staying with the beauty editor for their magazines for a couple of weeks while my accommodation is being organised.”
“Ooooo well remember I’m your favourite beauty editor of them all.” Zoe teased as we were getting on the elevator.
I laughed, “Of course.”
“I’m sad that you’re leaving me though.” Zoe said linking her arm in mine while we took to the street to find somewhere nice to eat.
“Me to, but I’m looking forward to a break.” I said.
“Hmm what from?” She asked.
“Real life I guess.” Zoe looked at me shocked before I began again, “God that sounded grim didn’t it?” I laughed lightly.
“What’s wrong with your life at the moment?” She asked.
“Nathan and I are we,..we aren’t right.” I said.
“Paris can I say something, without you getting offended?” She asked.
“Yes of course you can.” I said as we continued to walk along the street towards our favourite cafe, which we silently decided to go to.
“You spend a lot of time justifying your relationship, wondering what’s going on or being miserable.” She stopped talking as we sat down outside,
I wasn’t sure how to take it. Nathan and I have been happy, happier that I’ve in a long time, but on the flip side of that we’ve had lots of fights.
“I’m sorry if that sounded harsh, I didn’t mean it to, I just wanted to give an outsiders view.”
“No it’s ok, I’m a little lost, I feel like if I leave him now then I’m leaving when things got hard.”I said.
“I’m not telling you to break up with Nathan, but his injury isn’t life threatening and you told me he was getting his results back tomorrow, and he will mostly likely be playing again soon, you supported him through his hard time and now it’s your turn, you’re travelling soon and it’ll be a good chance to have some space.”
Tears sprung to my eyes, her honestly I think it’s because she said everything I was thinking, I never knew Zoe to be so honest, I needed to talk to Nathan, I needed this sorted out.
“Hey yourself.” I said kissing her on the cheek.
“How’s organising going for Paris?” She asked.
“Really well, Minnie’s practically got everything sorted, I’m staying with the beauty editor for their magazines for a couple of weeks while my accommodation is being organised.”
“Ooooo well remember I’m your favourite beauty editor of them all.” Zoe teased as we were getting on the elevator.
I laughed, “Of course.”
“I’m sad that you’re leaving me though.” Zoe said linking her arm in mine while we took to the street to find somewhere nice to eat.
“Me to, but I’m looking forward to a break.” I said.
“Hmm what from?” She asked.
“Real life I guess.” Zoe looked at me shocked before I began again, “God that sounded grim didn’t it?” I laughed lightly.
“What’s wrong with your life at the moment?” She asked.
“Nathan and I are we,..we aren’t right.” I said.
“Paris can I say something, without you getting offended?” She asked.
“Yes of course you can.” I said as we continued to walk along the street towards our favourite cafe, which we silently decided to go to.
“You spend a lot of time justifying your relationship, wondering what’s going on or being miserable.” She stopped talking as we sat down outside,
I wasn’t sure how to take it. Nathan and I have been happy, happier that I’ve in a long time, but on the flip side of that we’ve had lots of fights.
“I’m sorry if that sounded harsh, I didn’t mean it to, I just wanted to give an outsiders view.”
“No it’s ok, I’m a little lost, I feel like if I leave him now then I’m leaving when things got hard.”I said.
“I’m not telling you to break up with Nathan, but his injury isn’t life threatening and you told me he was getting his results back tomorrow, and he will mostly likely be playing again soon, you supported him through his hard time and now it’s your turn, you’re travelling soon and it’ll be a good chance to have some space.”
Tears sprung to my eyes, her honestly I think it’s because she said everything I was thinking, I never knew Zoe to be so honest, I needed to talk to Nathan, I needed this sorted out.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Unhappy
“Paris, Paris, any comment on the latest on Nathan injury.”
“Paris has Nathan said when he’ll be returning to the game?”
“Paris how’s Nathan feeling about his teams win?”
These were just some of the questions I was asked by the paparazzi, they have been following me for 6 days now, too say I was frustrated was an understatement. I couldn’t even run to the shops because everything took triple the time.
I wish I could just yell the answers at them but instead
I was told by Nathans new PR team that I’m supposed to say nothing. Becky – the main member of the new PR team- has been less then pleasant towards me, yet another thing to deal with. Nathan constant bad mood hasn’t left him yet, I feel so sympathetic to his situation but his been a big asshole especially to me.
“Nathan?” I called from his front door as I let myself in.
He didn’t reply so I just followed the laughing coming from his room, I dumped my stuff in the kitchen and noticed Becky’s handbag sitting on the counter.
“Hey.” I said standing in the doorway taking in the sight before me.
“Hi.” Nathan said briefly looking up from his computer screen where Becky was sitting on his bed next to him looking intently at the screen. Ok call my crazy, call me jealous, but this bitch was sitting on my boyfriend’s bed looking awfully cosy with him, I was less than impressed.
“What’s going on here?” I asked trying to play cool.
“...just watching this youtube clip.” Becky answered sourly, like she wasn’t happy that I was interrupting their ‘moment’.
“Oh cool.” I replied.
“Babe shhhh, we’re almost done.” Nathan said Becky looked oddly proud.
I was fuming my blood was boiling it took everything I had to not run over and step on both of their faces.
“Sorry Nathan, how rude am I being right now?” I said sarcastically walking out of his room.
Nathan sighed and a little smile danced across Becky’s face.
I walked into the kitchen and started putting away the food, about 6 minutes later Becky emerged from his room, and Nathan followed with his crutches soon after.
“Alright well I’ll see you later Nathan, remember you have your final x-rays on Tuesday, will work on getting keeping the photographers away, and if it’s good news -which it will be- we can have a quick press conference on the steps of the hospital.” She said.
“Sounds great Becky thanks heaps for all the support you’ve given me the last 6 weeks.” He said nicely.
“No worries Nate, you’ve been my favourite client.” She winked.
I couldn’t help it my heart was beating uncontrollably fast and before I knew it tears stung my eyes, I quickly turned around and faced the sink, taking a big gulp of water.
“Bye Paris.” I heard Becky calling from the front door.
“Cya.” I replied.
“Paris has Nathan said when he’ll be returning to the game?”
“Paris how’s Nathan feeling about his teams win?”
These were just some of the questions I was asked by the paparazzi, they have been following me for 6 days now, too say I was frustrated was an understatement. I couldn’t even run to the shops because everything took triple the time.
I wish I could just yell the answers at them but instead
I was told by Nathans new PR team that I’m supposed to say nothing. Becky – the main member of the new PR team- has been less then pleasant towards me, yet another thing to deal with. Nathan constant bad mood hasn’t left him yet, I feel so sympathetic to his situation but his been a big asshole especially to me.
“Nathan?” I called from his front door as I let myself in.
He didn’t reply so I just followed the laughing coming from his room, I dumped my stuff in the kitchen and noticed Becky’s handbag sitting on the counter.
“Hey.” I said standing in the doorway taking in the sight before me.
“Hi.” Nathan said briefly looking up from his computer screen where Becky was sitting on his bed next to him looking intently at the screen. Ok call my crazy, call me jealous, but this bitch was sitting on my boyfriend’s bed looking awfully cosy with him, I was less than impressed.
“What’s going on here?” I asked trying to play cool.
“...just watching this youtube clip.” Becky answered sourly, like she wasn’t happy that I was interrupting their ‘moment’.
“Oh cool.” I replied.
“Babe shhhh, we’re almost done.” Nathan said Becky looked oddly proud.
I was fuming my blood was boiling it took everything I had to not run over and step on both of their faces.
“Sorry Nathan, how rude am I being right now?” I said sarcastically walking out of his room.
Nathan sighed and a little smile danced across Becky’s face.
I walked into the kitchen and started putting away the food, about 6 minutes later Becky emerged from his room, and Nathan followed with his crutches soon after.
“Alright well I’ll see you later Nathan, remember you have your final x-rays on Tuesday, will work on getting keeping the photographers away, and if it’s good news -which it will be- we can have a quick press conference on the steps of the hospital.” She said.
“Sounds great Becky thanks heaps for all the support you’ve given me the last 6 weeks.” He said nicely.
“No worries Nate, you’ve been my favourite client.” She winked.
I couldn’t help it my heart was beating uncontrollably fast and before I knew it tears stung my eyes, I quickly turned around and faced the sink, taking a big gulp of water.
“Bye Paris.” I heard Becky calling from the front door.
“Cya.” I replied.
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