The next day, Lib showed up. There was no fight to make her leave the care or anything. But I was still upset about what Casey and Savana had done. Strangely, Savana acted like there was nothing wrong. She spoke to me normally, and wasn’t mean at all. So then, at recess, the truth was revealed. Turns out, Savana lied, about everything. Casey pleaded innocent, and said that Savana wrote everything. So I went straight up to Savana, and said “why did you lie to me?” she shrugged her shoulders. “You bitch. I trusted you. I believed you.” a tear ran down my cheek. “Fuck off” I said as I walked away.” None of what I said actually made sense. But I was angry, I was sad, and I was stupid. ♥ So stupid, that I believed her again when she confessed, “Casey pressures me to write all that stuff! It’s just because she hates you - she wants me to hate you too…” Why the f@#$ did I listen to her in the first place? Of course at the time, I agreed. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Oh, now I remember. Because after Casey started spreading that rumor about me, Savana is the only friend I have left. ♥ A sigh of relief went through my lungs as I thought all was well with Savana and I again. But as I handed out my birthday party invites the day after our so-called make up, I thought about all the times when Savana has deceived me. “She’s lied, she’s bitched, she’s cheated, and she’s scammed me. It was then that I realized she wasn’t worth it.” But of course in these moments in life, once you realize these things, it’s too late. She had an invite, because I stupidly replaced Stephanie with that bitch. What would you do at this moment? Well, there was nothing I could do, except hope that we stay friends until my party. But 2 weeks is a long time for her not to be a bitch. And it only took 1 day for her to screw up our friendship, yet a g a i n. ♥ This time, while she was sending me abuse via facebook, I decided I’d take control… I knew that it would be Casey saying everything. Savana was too lame to come up with pay-outs like Casey, which she mostly stole from American sit-coms. So when I pointed out that I knew it was Casey, there was no reply for a while. Being an utter failure, Casey posted ‘what if it’s not casey.’ so I closed the convo by saying ‘just fuck off you stupid cow. I’m sick of you being a bitch.’ and then I blocked both of them so they couldn’t contact me ever again. And I intended to keep it that way. If I could do that with them in real life, it would be a hell of a lot easier. “I am the author of my own life. Unfortunately, I’m writing in pen, so I can’t erase all of my mistakes.”
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