"None of this is your fault," Justin offered as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall space next to her. "I was having a bad month long before you even mentioned your feelings - which you shouldn't apologize for either. I just took it badly because of everything else going on. Which wasn't fair to you in the least and I shouldn't have acted like I did."
He looked over at Susan from his observation of the stone floor, "I just had other stuff on my mind, you know? When you told me what was up, I'd been set on not getting mixed up in any more relationships until after I got everything with my parents and school worked out. I don't know what happened, but I think I just caved under the pressure and lashed out at you. I don't know why, but I know that doesn't make up for how I treated you. If anything it's my fault this whole things gotten this bad, so you shouldn't be apologizing. You didn't do anything wrong, Susan."
As Justin glanced back at his shoes he made note of how much he'd missed being able to talk to her so openly. Though he was somewhat embarrassed for having to admit his follies in this entire fiasco, he was glad he'd finally managed to tell her properly and in person. Those journals were definitely far too impersonal for stuff like this.
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