Patrick Feely.
My God. I was heartbroken, I didn't want to go out, I wanted to drown in tears in my room. I didn't want to see Aoife or Casey, my best friends. Hugh had broken up with me, wasn't that harsh, and used good words with me, but that didn't take away the pain and burning I felt in my heart. He had returned to Lizzie. I knew he still liked her, but at some point I came to think that he would fall in love with me, what a fool. Lately the one I had talked to the most was Patrick, I don't know why, but he made me laugh, he always came with the guitar and played something for me, and I accompanied him with mine. I knew that Patrick felt more than friendship for me, but I didn't feel strong enough to have another relationship, now he wanted my peace of mind. Right now I was in my room playing while I drank a juice that my mother had brought us.
About Patrick Feely.
My God. I was heartbroken, I didn't want to go out, I wanted to drown in tears in my room. I didn't want to see Aoife or Casey, my best friends. Hugh had broken up with me, wasn't that harsh, and used good words with me, but that didn't take away the pain and burning I felt in my heart. He had returned to Lizzie. I knew he still liked her, but a...Read more