My Own Downfall

I woke up to a pillow full of tears. I didn't mean to be so mean to Andy. He was my best friend. But truly, if he couldn't handle this life of mine than he shouldn't be apart of it. I was gonna leave tonight. I didn't want him to be hurt or ashamed of himself for me. I packed up all my stuff and stuffed it into my backpack. I headed toward my desk to find a box wrapped in wrapping paper. A gift? I tore open the paper to find a cell phone and a note from Andy. It said:
Scarlet,
I know you don't have a phone so I bought you one. Don't worry about the payments. I got that covered. I just wanted you to have one so I could always contact you.
Sincerely,
Andy
I felt bad, so I pulled all my stuff back out of my backpack and put it back where it all went. Then I sat on my bed playing with the phone figuring it out. He set my background picture as the one we took when we talked about my secrets. I loved that picture. It was perfect. Then I heard a knock on my door. "Can I come in?" Andy said. "Your house. Do what you want." I said. He opened the door and sat next to me. "I'm sorry. About last night." He said. "It's cool. Friends have fights sometimes." I said. "Oh so we're only 'friends' now?" He said with a sad face. "I meant best friends." I said and playfully punched him in the arm." Ok. All better." He said. Then gave me a friendly kiss on the cheek. He got up off my bed and left my room. As soon as he did, I touched my hand to my cheek. I know it was a friendly kiss, but it still was one. Although, I much rather would have preferred a make out session like he has with Juliet.
Wait? What the fuck am I thinking? I don't have ANY chances with Andy. He loves Juliet and I'm gonna have to respect that. I went downstairs to the smell of bacon. I walked into the kitchen. "Bacon smells amaze-" I said until I saw Juliet making bacon in a t-shirt of Andy's. "Actually, on that matter I'm not that hungry." I said. Then I grabbed a banana and walked out of the kitchen. Juliet walked out after me and grabbed my arm. "We need to talk." She said. She had fury in her eyes. "Okay, you have a mouth. So open it up and use it." I said. "Outside." She said. The she dragged me out o to the front porch and closed the door. "What is your problem with me?" She asked. I crossed my arms and ate the last bits of my banana. "Well for one, you treat my best friend like shit all the time. Also known as your boyfriend." I said. Then I sat down on the swing. "I do not treat Andy like shit! I love him!" She yelled at me. "Oh okay! So that's why you break his heart all the time? And then you come crawling back to him because you can't seem to hold your grip on anyone else?" I said. She glared at me. "I see the way you look at Andy. You're just jealous of my relationship with him. You can't handle the fact that I am better than you are. And that I have him as mine. You'll never get Andy." She said. I stood up. I wanted to punch her hard in the face but I didn't. I walked inside and threw my banana peel away. Andy was in the kitchen. "Hey ginger." He said. He looked at me and saw the tears start in my eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked and grabbed my face in his hands. "Nothing." I said and looked away. "I know something is wrong. I know you. And you also have tears coming out of your eyes." He said. "I'm not telling you." I said sternly. "Fine, tell me when you want to. But if it makes you feel any better me and the guys are taking you on world tour with us." He said happily.
I smiled. "I knew that already." I said. We both laughed. Then Juliet walked in. Andy turned toward her with his back facing me. She grabbed his face in her hands, and kissed him wildly. She knew it made me jealous, the she hugged him and gave me a wicked smile over his shoulder. I shoved them out of the way of the doorway and stormed upstairs. I hate Juliet.
Then my phone started to ring.
Me: Hello?
Person: Hello Scarlet.
Me: Who is this?
Person: Your mother.
Me: My mother is dead.
Person: Well, I should say.. Your foster mother.
At that moment I hung up the phone. I ran into my bathroom and looked at my pitiful self. My teared up hazel eyes, my blotchy face, my crazy red hair, my arms. I not only hated Juliet right now or my foster mother. But right now,
I really hate myself.

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