“I was screwed up but never as much as you. I may be to blame for a lot of shit, but you had no problem taking away the little I had left,” I struck back my voice turning solemn.

“Okay is that what you want? You want me to admit it?” Alyssa asked. “Yeah, I am a horrible friend, but at least I don’t act like I’m something I’m not. I showed you what I was and you stuck around. You knew who I was. But you, you pretend like your perfect. The truth is Spencer, you are just another sob story, and that’s all you’ll ever be. Nobody cared then, nobody cares now.”

Her words were cold, and they hit me hard. I could feel my voice hitch. God I’ll be damned if I let her know she got to me.

“You know the saddest thing about this all is the fact that I cared about you,” I whispered finally finding a reply. There was silence on the other end.

Alyssa finally responded, “What the hell did you want from me?”

“What I wanted, what I wanted?” I asked just enough so she could hear the growing turmoil in my voice. “I just wanted a friend, just a friend. But apparently that was asking too damn much.” I hung up unable to bear this conversation any longer. Setting my phone down, I ran my hand through my hair. When I looked up I found Kyla and Ashley starring at me.

“Thought you said your life wasn’t interesting,” Kyla stated in all seriousness.

“Lets just say things didn’t go well at my last school and the people that I thought were my friends turned out to be completely different,” I answered her.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Ashley asked. Wow, I think that’s the first time anybody’s actually ever asked me that.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you it’s just that it’s a really messed up story, and I just got to know you guys,” I responded. “I just put things back together and I don’t really want to scare you guys off.”

“Hey Spencer your not going to scare me off,” Ashley reassured me. “You are allowed to talk to me.” Just then, my phone started ringing again. It read dad.