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The Unknown Truth
By haleyhollows

 


Secrets

I handed you my keys. “Go get her. She needs to know.” I say to you. Your green eyes flash from Matt to me.

“It could ruin your guy's friendship!” You remind me. I know. I don't care.

“She needs to know.” I say through my teeth. Zackary, just go get her before I change my mind.

“Your deathbed.” You smirk, getting into my car, driving down the road. I know the way my car is going by heart. Make a left on Maple Street, then a sharp right on Allendale Avenue. There is Sophie's house, waiting to get hit by some drunk driver speeding around the corner. Most likely will be me if you stop being my best friend. It sounds corny and all, but I need you more than you need me. You're my drug, Sophie. I call you maybe 5 times a day, send you ad least 400 texts. IM you ad least four hours a day. Maybe you don't see it. Or maybe you just ignore it.

Ten minutes later I see my car coming back down the street, Sophie in the passenger's seat.

“What is it Brian?” She asks, walking over.

“Um..I..I..” I stutter.

I pull you against me, kissing your soft pink lips. You pull away, slapping me. Rejection.

“Brian Fucking Haner!” She screams. She stomps on my foot. That hurt.

“Zacky take me fucking home NOW!” She screams. He opens his mouth to say something, but she's already half way on the way to the car.

“NOW!” She screams. Zacky gets in the car. He shrugs at me. “Sorry.” He mouths. I bite my cheek.

There's nothing left to say excepts maybe Sophie, I shouldn't have kept my only secret from you; I'm madly inlove with you.

 

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