Snow Day
Well it's an extended Vaca. SNOW DAY
And I am suffering cramps and allergies. Grr. I have a small confession to make.
I think maybe I do love Scott. Well atleast like him ALOT. He was all I could think about last night.
He was in my dream. I hated that dream though.
Scott, Chelsea, Dana, Trevor, Derek, Mary, Erica and I were at some lake. We were having a big picnic.
The lake was beautiful. Like when you watch those hollywood movies and the kids are at the park with crystal blue water, and grass so green that you just know it's fake?
We were all having a good time and such. Chelsea had brought this cdplayer thing and it had speakers so we ended up all dancing. I heard my name being called so I looked over and saw Steve Keeley. My heart jumped into my throat. I ran over and hugged him and I never wanted to let go. But then I heard Scott calling my name and I looked over my shoulder. I wanted to cry so badly. He came and put his arms around my waist and asked me who my friend was. I introduced them choking back tears. Steve asked if he could talk to me privatly so I walked away a bit with him and of course, it starts raining. He asked if he was my boyfriend and I said yes. He looked like he was going to cry. That tore me apart. He started asking me if I still loved him and if he meant anything to me at all. I just started crying telling him I was always going to love him no matter what. I never thought that I was going to see him. I took the chance that he told me to take. In that point in time I regreted it. Steve told me that he didn't want to see me every again. He said he didn't love me anymore. And with that, walked away. I walked back to everyone else and said that I just wanted to go home; I didn't feel well.
When I got home (we all shared this HUGE ass house) I got changed into dry clothes and crawled into bed. Scott came in and layed down with me. He started asking who Steve was and what had happened. I turned to face him (still crying) and told him that Steve was someone that I had loved for like two years and that we used to say we'd get married and such. Scott got upset and started yelling asking me how I could love Steve and not him. I just sat there crying. Scott left the room and a few minutes later Chelsea, Erica and Mary came in and sat on the bed. I told them what was going on and we talked. Of course I would have to choose. I told them I wanted to sleep and that I'd talk to them later. As soon as they left I walked into the bathroom and overdosed on sleeping meds, killing myself.
I would never do that. Never. It doesn't matter if something like that happened to me. Well I woke up when Chelsea came to check on me and found my cold on the floor. There was an amublance and the lights were flashing so brightly. The paramedics walked out the front door with a stretcher carrying me covered in a white sheet. Trevor held Erica. Chelsea and Mary were sitting on the ground in tears. Derek stood by Mary's side not sure of what to do. Dana sitting on a rock with his head in his hands. And Scott....
Scott standing away from everyone staring into the lights crying. Just standing there. As soon as I was in the Ambulance, it pulled away and there was Steve staring after it.
I hate that dream with a passion. I hate it.
And I am suffering cramps and allergies. Grr. I have a small confession to make.
I think maybe I do love Scott. Well atleast like him ALOT. He was all I could think about last night.
He was in my dream. I hated that dream though.
Scott, Chelsea, Dana, Trevor, Derek, Mary, Erica and I were at some lake. We were having a big picnic.
The lake was beautiful. Like when you watch those hollywood movies and the kids are at the park with crystal blue water, and grass so green that you just know it's fake?
We were all having a good time and such. Chelsea had brought this cdplayer thing and it had speakers so we ended up all dancing. I heard my name being called so I looked over and saw Steve Keeley. My heart jumped into my throat. I ran over and hugged him and I never wanted to let go. But then I heard Scott calling my name and I looked over my shoulder. I wanted to cry so badly. He came and put his arms around my waist and asked me who my friend was. I introduced them choking back tears. Steve asked if he could talk to me privatly so I walked away a bit with him and of course, it starts raining. He asked if he was my boyfriend and I said yes. He looked like he was going to cry. That tore me apart. He started asking me if I still loved him and if he meant anything to me at all. I just started crying telling him I was always going to love him no matter what. I never thought that I was going to see him. I took the chance that he told me to take. In that point in time I regreted it. Steve told me that he didn't want to see me every again. He said he didn't love me anymore. And with that, walked away. I walked back to everyone else and said that I just wanted to go home; I didn't feel well.
When I got home (we all shared this HUGE ass house) I got changed into dry clothes and crawled into bed. Scott came in and layed down with me. He started asking who Steve was and what had happened. I turned to face him (still crying) and told him that Steve was someone that I had loved for like two years and that we used to say we'd get married and such. Scott got upset and started yelling asking me how I could love Steve and not him. I just sat there crying. Scott left the room and a few minutes later Chelsea, Erica and Mary came in and sat on the bed. I told them what was going on and we talked. Of course I would have to choose. I told them I wanted to sleep and that I'd talk to them later. As soon as they left I walked into the bathroom and overdosed on sleeping meds, killing myself.
I would never do that. Never. It doesn't matter if something like that happened to me. Well I woke up when Chelsea came to check on me and found my cold on the floor. There was an amublance and the lights were flashing so brightly. The paramedics walked out the front door with a stretcher carrying me covered in a white sheet. Trevor held Erica. Chelsea and Mary were sitting on the ground in tears. Derek stood by Mary's side not sure of what to do. Dana sitting on a rock with his head in his hands. And Scott....
Scott standing away from everyone staring into the lights crying. Just standing there. As soon as I was in the Ambulance, it pulled away and there was Steve staring after it.
I hate that dream with a passion. I hate it.