Keeping Secrets in Seattle
“I’m still hoping that journaling about it will help… My throat was raw from screaming, and the sound of bass right above the bedroom was buzzing in my ears. After Cameron left his room, I crawled off his bed and made my way to the door, passing a couple making out on the couch in the rec room. When I stumbled past them, the girl called me a slut. I decided to go home. Get myself cleaned up. Wash my face and put on clean clothes. Then call Gabe’s cell phone to tell him where I was. I just wanted to get away before he came back… When I came home from Gabe’s apartment later that night, I burst through the door and faced Kim and Betsy with wide, crazy eyes. I’d had the entire bus ride home to analyze every moment of my afternoon with Gabe, and I’d come to the conclusion that it was officially time to investigate Alicia further.
There was something off with her. To the naked eye, she seemed as sweet as chocolate cake. Well, sugar-free, fat-free vanilla yogurt, maybe.
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