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Monday, 1 October 2012

September 7th 2012

Today was another Friday, YES! When school was over I planned to go out with Brian, so I came home and got some food and got ready and went to Brian’s house. Brian wanted to go around to the little green because his friends were there but I really wanted to hang out with him, like just the two of us because we barely hang out together, just with his friends. I went over anyway and I asked him did he want to play and he said “No”. Then his friends shouted over “Chopper wanna play world cup?” and Brian shouted back “NO” and then they shouted back “Is that you saying no or Lauren?” I was annoyed because I didn't mind him playing football but his friends always think that he doesn't want to play because of me.
I walked off because I was angry and upset. I walked up the road until I was outside Lee’s house. There were a few kids who I knew and they came over because they saw that I was upset. They started telling me what I should do and you wouldn't think they were about 5-10 years old but 17 or 18 years old. 

I could see that Brian had not come after me but instead he had gone onto the little green to play football. I was really upset and surprised that he was playing football on his “sore foot”. It was a good 90 minutes before I actually went back over to the wall on the little green and Lee’s sister asked Brian to come over to me, but he shouted back over “Nah, I'm busy!” I broke down and cried my eyes out even more, all the kids came over and hugged me and tried to get me to stop. I couldn't stop, I felt so sad that he chose his friends over me, me the one who he is supposed to love. 
He eventually came over and the kids left me and Brian to talk. I was crying my eyes out and Brian was trying to get me to stop, he said he was sorry for leaving me on my own to cry while he went off with his friends. I told him that I didn't like how he and his friends were treating me and he told me that he would talk to his friends and he would never treat me like that again. I love him so I forgave him, again.

We talked for a bit and he wiped my tears away and we walked down to Spar and we sat and ate some sweets and he cheered me up and we hung out for the rest of the night on our own. I was content :)




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