How could she do this to me? How could she say something like that? After all that we've been through; and she says something like that? What the hell was I thinking? That stupid whore? Ugh.
I stopped; and I rethought what my internal voice had just said. What was wrong with me? I was actually thinking those things about Adalee. I love her, yet I was thinking that. What she said. . wasn't that bad.
I looked back to where she was sitting. Her head was hanging down and she was drawing something. She looked emo and reclusive. A look she had taken to a lot lately. It killed me a little bit to she her like that. Especially when it was my doing. But a small part of me whispered that she deserved it.
The bell rang for the end of second period. I left before she could she my fist tighten.
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Lunch. She'd be there. But I honestly didn't want to she her face. It just made me angry. I wanted to punch her. For playing me like that. 'Then again,' said the more reasonable side of me, 'She didn't exactly play you. She was just stating her thoughts. Maybe, just maybe, she didn't mean it.' Of course. I didn't feel like listening to reason.

The stupid whore.

'Perhaps that's a bit far?' Reason said, speaking out of turn yet again.

"Shut up" I hushed under my breath. Brianna gave me a funny look and asked,

"Who are you talking to Collin?"

I sighed and answered, "Just myself." Before getting up to grab my lunch. I walked into the warm building and thought, 'Wonder where the whore's at'.

Then I saw her. She was sitting on the old heater unit in the dead-end hallway. I couldn't she what she was doing, but it looked like writing. I thought for a second about talking to her. But I knew that if I did my anger would boil over and i'd say something I might regret later on.

"Perhaps tomorrow I'll talk to her." I sighed, under my breath to no one in particular.