Chapter 22

The tears surge to my eyes at the mere mention of her. Of my dead best friend that stopped talking ot me because of the fact I didn't tell her my secrets. Because I lied to her too. It seems lying and keeping secrets is another nasty habit I need to get rid of. Maybe things would be better if I didn't stupidly lie and try to fix things myself. I'm an idiot, I tell you. He's right. He is. And I know it. Even if Adam was scared of his father, he should have said something. Then again, he's like me. Thinking that swallowing down the truth and sticking it out is best. It's not. Just idiotic and dumb and idiotic and don't those things mean the same thing? Adam and I aren't friends. I don't know what we are. We're friends from the pass. The word friend had sprung to my mind because it was the only thing I could think of at that moment. What else was I supposed to call him, anyway? I don't reply to Liam. I don't know how or what to reply to him. So I do