I was torn with the joy of getting to speak to my friend and anger of the circumstances. "That's not fair, Watari! I quit a while ago. I got a job that normal people do and doesn't require any brainpower. I pay my rent and do my taxes. I have a boyfriend who cares about me and friends that enjoy being around me. I have a life here. It-It isn't fair to ask me to pick up and leave what I have made for myself, what makes me happy, to fix the mistake you made. You hear me? It's not fair," I hissed through clenched teeth. I was staring down at the countertop. "I know it isn't, but… did you ever really leave?" my old mentor asked softly. My eyes flashed to his. "Look around you. You still do puzzles to work off energy and challenge yourself. …show more content…
I could never contact you! I never knew where you were or what case you were working on! I have to tell you now before you go and disappear on me for another six years. If, as everyone has reminded me for so long and so many times, you even have that long." I heard him make a sound that I recognized from my childhood that he only made when he felt extremely guilty. It gave me a sense of satisfaction. "I'm sorry, H. I really am. I didn't know you would be hurt by my distance from you. It was necessary, though. You had relations to me, and if I were to die and something happen to B, I couldn't allow you to grieve over me for too long if at all. You would have a role to play immediately. You're still my friend, H. You should know none of what you felt would ever be my intention," L apologized, and I knew he was telling me the truth. He had lied so many times that I could tell the difference in his voice. In truth, besides basically abandoning me, he never did me wrong. He just showed he cared in different ways. I swallowed hard, "Fine. I forgive you.... Kind of. But why now? Watari told me previously that you were working on the serial killer case in Cambridge, but what makes now different from a month ago? What do you have to ask
“Well how do you explain your behavior the morning I tried to throw away the pearl?” I asked, remembering the sharp pain of his clenched fist making contact with my jaw. “You had become so w...
my persistence was not in our best interests, and I'm sorry for it. Perhaps if I
She grabbed Aya’s cold hand that almost seemed foreign to her and lightly squeezed. “For everything. For being so awful when we met. I-I’m so sorry. I n-never had the chance to tell you how important you are to me and o-oh god we never had the chance to...help you...walk. Please forgive me.”
With this statement, “I don’t want to hurt you.” I immediately knew that something was seriously wrong. At the time I didn’t know what, but I was going to find out. So I started snooping around, and I did my own investigation. Some may say that it was me being nosy, but I know that I’m sure glad I was. It’s a good thing I did too. In my snooping around I found out that Bob was dealing cocaine. It was at this time that I realized Bob’s situation was real, and I would have to do something about it. I thought Bob simply needed to get away from where he knew everyone, and drugs were so easily accessible.
“I don’t know,” she said, shrugging her shoulders she went back to doodling anime characters.
“I spent my last time with him...working on a project I did poorly on for a class I don’t like...for a grade that doesn 't even matter,” I said blinking back tears.
“She won’t listen to me at all!” Mercy paced around in the girls’ bathroom. “I told her to stay away from them, they’re bad. What does she do? Eats out with them.”
Kate’s was ready to pull out her weapon, but Robbie calls out to the strange beachcomber at night.
"We had just gotten into a fight, but it was foolish. I was trying to make it up to him by making his portraits of our love story in pastel... Funny, now he'll eventually gain some notoriety. Excuse me... I have to go."
We all made mistakes not trying to understand each other, some words did hurt in some way and I guess we got carried away after all those arguments of whether I have an intimate relationship with Marie. I guess this issue has always been the block of our relationship getting worked out. I know it's been hard for you trying to understand the real truth. Perhaps I need to give...
“You know, it’s okay though,” my voice softened to just a whisper. My hand released his chin to run my fingers through his greasy, blond locks. “It’s okay. I know, I’m broken. I’ll accept it. Step six out of seven of the grieving process. Although, I’ll admit, I might still be on the fifth step: anger.”
I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.
The apology should never be used to make the other person feel small – either in public or in private. Turn the page…Close the chapter… And, move
“ No, not until you tell me what I did wrong” I screamed with tears building up in my eyes.