You've got me, I've got you
“Hello Isabelle, what brought you to call?”
"Hello Jena, could you meet me at the party city nightclub please? "I replied while sobbing.
“Yes of course. Wait, are you crying?” she asked curiously.
"No," I replied, wiping away my tears. "I'll see you then. Bye.”
I hung up, and drove again, while driving dad's words are coming to my mind again.
I won't ever comply with what they want. No f*cking way, I said to myself.
I hope I can see Jericko tonight, I’m sure seeing him makes me feel better.
Bab Populer