You lay in your sleeping bag trying to get to sleep, but your emotions are fighting you. You feel guilty for yelling at , but you're angry at her not only breaking your heart, but for also not letting you know about her British boyfriend.
Your emotions keep fighting until you hear open the tent flap and crawl toward you.
" c-can I talk to you?" she asks with a shaky voice. You ignore her question, continuing to lay in your sleeping bag motionless.
", please, I need to talk to you." she places her hand on your shoulder, but you shrug it off by turning away from her.
"Please, ! Speak to me!" The desperation mounts in her voice and you turn over and look at her in the darkness.
"What is there to talk about?" she flinches at the malice in your voice.
"Please, tell me why you're mad at me?"
"Other than the fact you forgot to tell me that you've had a boyfriend and you forgot to tell me until just now?" you ask her your voice filled with sarcasm.
"No thats not it... I know you. I know you'd still be angry with me for not telling you about something, but you would't be this mad. Please tell me what's really wrong, ."
You'd really like to tell her why you are pissed off, but you aren't sure whether you want to tell her your deepest secret after this. |