LIAR!

I was terrified. What if he found out? Well, it was too late anyway, because I had already hit the send button. I was so angry; I didn’t know how to get those feelings out without making such a close friend angry. He had lied to me, so I was going to give him a piece of my mind. Instead of being brave, I took the coward’s way and used another friend’s phone. I sent the text message saying that he was a jerk for messing around with someone’s feelings the way he did. After that, he texted me to see if I was mad at him; I said no. Soon after, we stopped talking altogether. I figure it was that text message that did the trick. I suspect he knew all along, but who knows. Two months later, I finally came forward with the truth that it was me that sent the message. That was the last time I ever spoke to a person who was perhaps my closest friend. It was hard, but I knew it was for the best that our friendship ended, but was still hard not having someone to vent to when I was mad about something. It was perhaps the worst thing that could have happened from one tiny text message.