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Wednesday 2nd September - 7:27 AM β Booth Lane β Outfit
β» Mood: Bitter - Agitated - Saddened
β» Listening To: Holding On To You - Twenty Γne PilΓΈts
β» With: Jamie
β» Dialogue Colour: #BD3C3C
"I'm so sorry Jamie- I, I didn't even cross my mind that it would be like that. I'm sorry. But what's so bad you can't tell us J, I mean there's plenty of fucked up shit in our circle already, it can't be worse," She uttered empathetically hugging her own knees as she pulled them up to herself. She felt so useless and responsible at the same time, like she should have done something, like she should have been there. "I'm sorry Jamie, is there anything I can do? Is it someone I can talk to or sort out one way or another? It's got to be, there's got to be something I can do- I'm sorry," Her breath hitched a bit as she tried to collect and gather herself but there was still a hole in her throat every time she tried to get all her thoughts into words. It was impossible.
All this time, it hadn't been her? He hadn't been mad?
She was so confused but almost relieved. Third parties, she could deal with that. She was Arabella god damn Swift- she had dirt or influence on just about everyone at school, she was naΓ―ve to the fact the situation was genuinely above her this time, something that was really beyond her fixing.
She hugged her own knees trying to bring herself reassurance. She tried to think who it could possibly be- she refused to think it could be one of their friends, Celine, Fee, Yeong- her boyfriend, no she couldn't bring herself to accept it could be one of them but a massive part of her left lingering suspicion in her mind that made her wince at the thought- but what it was? She wouldn't put it past certain people.
[color-#BD3C3C]"Wait, so someone doesn't want you to be around me? Why- we've been friends for years, that's just petty to try and get in between that now," She uttered looking slightly distraught. [/color]