Chapter 92. Left Alone

Without him, dinner would have been awful.

I was by myself and didn’t know what to do about the food, and no one was there to help me. I wasn’t very social, so I didn’t do well in places where most people didn’t know me.

Those girls from before were mean, and they kept asking me where Nash went. They asked me questions about things I had never done, which made me feel like a loser in front of other people.

His mother looked worried, like she might have been the reason he ran away. I felt uneasy because his dad just looked like he was used to it.

I just left because I couldn’t take the night any longer. After being so sad and alone, I felt fat and ugly in my dress as I walked back upstairs.

He told me he wouldn’t leave me alone, that he would be there the whole time, and that he cared. I felt like he’d lied to me.

I take off all of my clothes, shoes, boob tape, and makeup. Then I tie back my hair and turn on a random TV station to drown out the noi