Detective Anderson is right.
Things did change in my life, and it wasn't the threat of the mafia and the fact that Officer James-Theodore Clayton-is my new bodyguard or the five months that I spent with someone I swore I loved was all a lie.
Those are pretty serious too, but I made three important life-changing decisions:
One-I'm not going to cry. It'll only make things worse for me because I've cried a little too much for over a week and it's starting to rain on my parade.
Two-I'm staying away from boys and men, especially men.
Three-I stopped wearing the promise ring Bob gave me. After the revelations yesterday, the first thing I did was toss the ring somewhere in my room and scream into the pilliow.
Fuck my love for Bob. Fuck my feelings for Jason. They are all dead and buried until further notice. Right now, I'm focusing all my energy on getting good grades, finally deciding on a university and beating Lee to become Valedictorian.
