TTFN

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Bella, Please forgive me for what I did. I didn't mean to hurt you. That would be the last thing I would want. I want you to know that I love you. I don't think I will see you again now that I'm moving to Spain. I hope that you can forgive me.
TTFN, Stark

Submitted: August 24, 2012

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Prologue: Secrets

'Bella, Please forgive me for what I did. I didn't mean to hurt you. That would be the last thing I would want. I want you to know that I love you. I don't think I will see you again now that I'm moving to Spain. I hope that you can forgive me.
TTFN, Stark'
I sighed and and felt a tear slowly caress the side of my face. I wiped it away. He had just left. He didn't even care. I scrunched up the paper and threw it at my bedroom wall. That made more tears flow from my blurry eyes. We had painted my bedroom together the year before. I don't know why he wanted to go to Spain. I don't know why he said he loved me. And that night......
It was three weeks ago. I was at his brothers birthday party. He was turning Twenty One. I bit my finger to stop myself from crying anymore. He was in his brothers bed. With another girl. I bit harder. He was all over her. And when he saw me standing in the doorway, he just laughed and kissed her neck. I tasted blood. I took my finger from my mouth and stood up. I went to the bathroom and wrapped up my finger. I then got my toothbrush and put on toothpaste. I brushed my teeth slowly. The thing is, he didn't know why I was so stressed about him leaving. If only he knew. I had a big secret I was keeping from him. I spat out the blood and toothpaste and rinsed my sink and toothbrush. I sat down on my bed and opened up my computer. I logged on to Facebook. My mum already knew. Why hide it from anyone else. I went onto my wall. On my wall was the most recent activity on Facebook that involved me. There was a status from Stark. 'In Spain. Wish I could speak to Bella Matre to explain what happened.' I sighed again and deleted it. I started writing my status. I posted it. It was done. Everyone knew why I was hurt so bad. Why Stark had literally tore me in two. My status read 'Yeah, I have something to say Stark Raby. I'm pregnant.' I closed down Facebook and waited. There was a quite knock on my door. 'Bella?' Came my mums voice. 'You can come in...' I said. She opened my door and sat next to me. 'I'm gonna' be here for you sweetie.' She whispered while hugging me. I just sat and cried quietly.


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