It's Susan...and a lot of folk ig.
What I'm going to do/have done! (Section)
I actually worked on this for like...over 4 to 5 hours. So either this part is just really hard for me to write or this was a bad day in terms of progress lol.
Hopefully, tomorrow will be a bit smoother.
Things I wrote just for you (And the others here as well!...Section.)
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Susan: "Could you...could you please believe in me?"
Carlo: "No."
Susan: "Pretty please?"
Carlo: "No."
Susan: "Pretty please with a cherry on top and-"
Carlo: "No! I don't trust you, and that's final!"
Susan: "But...but that's...that's UNFAIR!!!"
I leaped to my feet with balled hands and bared teeth, my arms half-raised in a way that frightened even myself.
Slowly, I took a few steps back. Which gave me just enough time to snuff out the fire for both my tongue and fists.
However, that left the taste of ash on my tongue.
It was bitter and sharp.
Susan: "So... I make one mistake and I'm not worth your time of day no more? That's how it is with you town-folk? Well...where I come from you're supposed to forgive and forget! What about that huh!? Why-"
Carlo: "THAT'S BULLSHIT!"
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...Do you...do you know the sharp but fading sound that happens right after a string is cut? How for a brief moment everything in the room leads back to it?
Yeah, that's how the school felt right now. Because no matter where I looked, it all lead back to Carlo's huffing red face.
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Susan: "Carlo...you cussed. a-And you said that-"
Carlo: "I know! I'm...I'm sorry. But you're wrong! No one forgets anything. And if they say they do, then their just lying to you! Because every mistake you've made plays a role in how they see you. So it isn't forgotten! Just ignored until they need to question your trust or dedication! And...and it's your own fault!"
Carlo's finger jabbed at the air, missing my chest by only a few hairs.
Carlo: "I told you from the start to be careful, to get along, to do the right things! And the first thing you do? Tell me my mom's a bitch! And that you won't LISTEN! And-"
plop.
Carlo looked down, then touched his cheeks.
Quickly, he wiped away his tears with the back of his hand.
Carlo: "And...how could I ever trust much less be friends with someone like that? So if...if I did forgive you, and we did become friends again...then I'd run the risk of becoming a jerk like you Susan. And then...I might cause a lot of problems for Mom. And I don't want that! So...y-You get it? You're doing this all for yourself! You're a huge jerk! And you won't listen to me anyway! See? It's not unfair at all! There's just no reason for me to accept an apology from someone like you!"
I bit my lip, and if my jaw had the strength for it? I'd have bitten right through it.
It was ridiculous. He was treating me like I'd been doing this shit for years. Like he knew me.
He did not know me. He didn't know jack-shit of who I was and why I acted how I did and...and...
And I was NOT a jerk!
And I did care!
And Carlo's a big hypocrite because his not listening to anything I'm saying!
So-
Swoothsss!
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It hardly mattered. Carlo had already packed up his things and walked right past me.
And...even if the plan still works out without him...
I don't think he'll be my friend if I say any of that.
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It doesn't matter. It's not like I know him well. We only really hung out for a day or two.
Then again...I don't really know anyone very well.
But still, I can move on.
By the end of this...I'll still have Dad at least...probably.
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Yeah, I'm not wrong. I know I'm not. His wrong.
In the end, how can I trust much less be friends with someone who's so wrong about everything?
It only makes me worst off to listen to someone like that.
If they were right about at least a few things it be more forgive able. But...
...But....
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...t-That's it! Back in class, he-
Swooo-thud!
I turned to the cafeteria doors. Then looked around and spotted no Carlo in sight.
Susan: "Fuck!"
Without another word, I sprinted to the doors, finally with the answer to what to say
When someone doesn't believe in you.
The final section! (Section.)
Wonder what that is...probably will know by the next chapter/tomorrow/tired. (Sorry, I'm the tired one. lol)