Why Me.? by Bianca Ramirez (good books to read txt) 📕

realizing that I don't go the same way. I said bye awkwardly loud and he turned to look at me and I waved bye. He said bye and I kept walking. I was so happy I couldn't believe I finally had the guy I really really liked. I'm that lucky to have him and be happy. He's a nice tall sexy Hispanic guy. We loom so cute together. Hehe I really really like him. I'm just so happy he's mine October 17, 2013

At lunch in the schoolyard, I was hanging out with my boyfriend. We talked a little about ourselves and awkwardly stood in front of each other nervous, my face as usual was red.

He walked me to my class again but I chose to walk to his class with him. We were along the wall talking when one of my friends walked over to us and told me he's supposed to walk me to class, not the other way around. I giggled. She grabbed my arm and said " Come on let's go to class" I said okay, and said bye to my boyfriend, before he said bye to me my friend said " Ey, to you guys gotta hug" I looked at him, then I blushed as we hugged. I smiled and bit my lip when we let go and said bye. 

When school ended, I saw him walking out of the building and we walkeds out together. We hugged as we walked in different directions.

October 19, 2013

I'm at home talking to my boyfriend on Facebook, I have family over for my dads birthday. It was twelve o'clock so it was October 20th. But around 11pm on the 19th, was the first time i called him " Babe ". When i called him that he called me " Boo " I liked when he called me that. After a while My boyfriend said he was going to go to sleep. After talking for about an hour. I said okay but I have to tell him something.

He asked "Wha"

I said " Well.." Nervously deciding if I wanted to do this. 

He said " Wha " 

I said " Te amoo <3 " (I love you in Spanish) 

He said " Well me too <3 :) "

I would have preferred him saying I love you or te amo but that's okay too. Some people say " Me too" so basically the same thing. I was just happyt I said it, and that he basically said it back. 

Maybe I should have waited awhile before telling him I love him, or waited till he said it.

October 22, 2013

My best friend started acting weird when I told her I was talking to that not so ugly guy from Facebook. When I was walking with my boyfriend in the school yard, she came up to us and said " You better stop. I'm warning you." I told my boyfriend not to believe anything she says because she's just mad at me for no reason. He said okay confused. I knew why she was mad. I was talking to her boyfriend. I didn't know he was her boyfriend when I started talking to him on Facebook. I walked with my boyfriend to class hugged and said bye. I was angry at my "best friend" like who the fuck does she think she is telling me who I cant talk to, "Warning" me.! I'm going to do what I want. He's my friend.

October 23, 2013

This day. I can't bare it. I don't ever want to remember this day. That fucking bitch that called her self my best friend told all the girls in my class I was cheating on my boyfriend, with hers.! What the fuck.! I didn't see my boyfriend all day, and I had no clue she was saying that until 6th period in the school yard. I noticed my boyfriend avoiding me in the handball Court. I was wondering what she did, then it was clear when his friends came up to me and said " Yo, I heard you're cheating on my son" I was shocked, angry and scared. I yelled " I'm not" and went to that bitch. I was yelling at her and cursing her out. I knew my boyfriend heard the rumors, I tried to stay strong. I knew what I was going to do later, and exactly what was going to happen. 

I sat angrily in my 7th and 8th period classes. Almost crying in 7th. Imagining what was going to happen. I wanted to talk to my boyfriend after school, like I did before when we walked out together. His class was dismissed before mine. I didn't know where he was. I tried to stay calm.

As I got home I ran to my room, I grabbed my laptop, got on Facebook, then I looked at my chat. He was on. I worrily waited. He messaged me, " Hi ". 

Later That day

I messaged him back saying " Hi. I'm not cheating on you" not thinking. He asked me what's going on. I told him nothing and that I wasn't cheating. I should have explained everything. He said " I think we should go separate".

My eyes welled up with tears, them slowly one tear rolled down my cheek. Soon my eyes were waterfalls. I was crying my ass off, screaming into my pillow. We talked a little, and he asked if were Gucci to be friends. I told him I guess. He left me on seen.

I starred at my screen, in disbelief of what just happened. I was crying, in a fetal position, by myself in the dark. 

I just wanted to die. I cried since 4:18 pm, til 10:30pm., only because I fell asleep. The tears wouldn't stop. The pain grew stronger. Ripping my heart in two. I didn't want to talk to anyone. No one could help me ease the pain. 

That bitch will fucking pay for this.

The Next day

I was being called a slut. Some of the girls in my class starred and looked at me like I was some sort of whore. I tried not to cry. Walking through the halls I avoided eye contact with him, his friends, and everyone who knew about it. I could bare walking through the halls without thinking of it. Every thought crushed me. While that bitch was walking around happier than ever.

And for what.? Her boyfriend broke up with her for causing problems with me. I hated her and her ex. If he never had talked to me this wouldn't of happened. One little secret about him, he was cheating with her and she knew. Their relationship was a " Secret." Fuck him. Fuck her. She will pay for this. I blame her and him. They don't get to be happy.

She doesn't get to be happy. She better watch. I'm never letting this go. I love my ex-boyfriend soo much. Thinking about what happened makes me sad then remembering who's responsible for it gets me so pissed off. 

Few weeks later