...things got even worse then ever. Sam and Trista walked through my door.
"Hello Rhianne, how are you?" said Trista. "Oh, I have been better. A lot better since now anyway."
"Don't be like that Rhianne. We came to see you. We care about you." I smirked.
"Sure you do. You have a funny way of showing it."
"We made a mistake. Can you get over it for once? We didn't mean to, we did a stupid thing, but we can't fix it. So just drop it will you?" Sam was starting to get mad at me.
"Well, would you forget your boyfriend and best friend cheating on you without knowing? No."
"We didn't mean to put you in here," said Sam, calming down a bit.
"Ha! You think I am in here because of you two?" they looked at each other, and then nodded, "ha! Never! I am in here because my father cheated on my mom, my mom died, and I just remembered I have a dead twin sister! I tried to kill myself over that, not you two. I wouldn't kill myself over any rotten, pieces of junk like you."
"Look! We don't deserved to be called that..."
"...Oh no. You don't," I said as I interrupted Sam, "you deserve to be called much worse." Trista tried to hug me.
"Get off me! God, I don't want you two near me ever again. You ruined part of my life, I never want to see you again. GOOD BYE!" I pushed them out of the room, and slammed my door shut in their faces.
How dare they come to my room, and try to act as if nothing happened! How? I put on my house coat and trudged the halls, in search of something to wrench the anger from me. As I was searching I...
-Gothic Angel
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