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Next day, I got ready to head out to scheme with Landon. Oh, he was just so dreamy. I now fully understood what McDreamy meant. Just the creaminess of his skin, and the shocking blue color of his eyes were enough to make a girl swoon. I was lucky I ran into him, but luck itself has not led me to require his help. It was a tragic thing, but it needed to be done and over with.

I had a lot of time last night to recollect my thoughts about the revenge. Sure, I'd get it over with, but I had to be very,very careful to draw the line between revenge and further personal issues. It would be tough, especially considered to how soft-spoken I really am in these situations, but I would have to handle it. I was convinced I was making a mistake. I haven't been watching all those movies and The Hills episodes for nothing. I knew how this went. But something inside of me screamed out 'Get it over it Twylor. Take your revenge. Make an example out of him!'.

As I put on my fiery red high waist shorts, I stopped. Was I? Was I making the right call? As soon as I finished that thought, I ran to my red Blackberry. I checked myself in the mirror for one last time: High waist shorts? -Check;
White tank top? -Check;
Now I just needed to pick out my shoes. I felt like heels today, which was actually weird, considering the fact that ever since Joshua and I kind of broke up I wasn't as prone to wearing them as I used to be.

I sure am whining a lot, aren't I? Bear with me please.

I picked out black strappy heels with a platform. They had like, 50 straps I guess. They looked bad ass. Haha.

I grabbed my white tote bag and went out. I got out my phone and called Bri. She'd know how to help me with this situation.

Ring, ring, ring..

Hey! This is Bri! Leave a message bitches and I'll call you back later. And remember: life is pink, and frilly. Ew, I wanna vomit. Great, now I'm talking to myself. Oh, well. I guess I'm just that psycho! Leave a message, by-'

I almost wanted to laugh at that but I postponed it because I wanted to leave her a message.

"Hey! This is Twy. Uhm, I wanted to call you, but you're obviously not there. Busy eating cake, I guess. Uh, well, um, call me later, kay? Thanks, bye"

Hmm, I guess she's just managing her own sane life. As opposed to me.

' I beg you for forgiveness for all of the mistakes I've made,Be patient with me baby I'm just trying to make my way, I-'

My phone went off. 'Wow, that was fast..'

"Bri? Hi. I just wanted to call you to talk to you? How you've been? Everything okay? How's Jacques? Good?" And after that went out, I started bawling. I didn't let her say another word and went again:

"Bri, oh my gosh. I miss Joshua so much. I mean, I know I love him but how can I forgive him for the fact that he didn't tell me anything? He had a baby. Whom I haven't been told of. I can't be the home wrecker, Bri. I truly love him, but I just can't do that to that. What if the baby he had, was just one? What if he has others? That I don't know of? What will i do then?"

No answer.

"Uhm, Bri?" I squeaked. Please be Bri, please.

"Behind you." I heard a raspy voice say. My heart froze. Everything shrunk and chocked me. I slowly turned around, my heart beating a thousand times a minute.

I turned around and there he was, in all his beauty, Joshua. He looked.. broken. He wore black skinny jeans, black fedora and a red and black plaid shirt.

We both stared at each other. I was afraid to go there, I was afraid he'd hurt me. And he looked afraid to come to me, like he'd break me. Finally, he broke the silence.

"Why?" Was his short, burning question. His voice broke, but he kept looking at me intensely.

I looked away. I felt like his eyes would strip me of what I am today. Of remembering of what he had done to me. To us.

"Rae Tores." I said. My answer was short, and aggressive.

His eyes seemed to widen, realization had dawned upon him.

"Listen, Twylor I can explain." I lowered my head, so that my freshly cut bangs would hide my tears. Another tragic attempt of breaking free. A haircut never helps, trust me.

"She was nothing! I didn't even care about her. I was stupid to do that, especially unprotected, and she wasn't anything but a mistake." He cried out. It seems as if he lost his cool, his essence. He looked desperate, much as I did too.

"Oh? So is that how every girl who gives herself to you is? That's why I never did it!" I cried out as well.

He looked ferocious. Something I said turned his eyes into the ones of an insane person. They had a psychotic sparkle in them. I was starting to get scared.

"Listen to me!" He yelled and grabbed my hand. "There's not a single day that I don't regret sleeping with her! Being so stupid and irresponsible! But it's done Twylor. It's done. I can't do anything but send her monthly checks for the baby, okay? I can, can be a good father. I want you to know, it's the past. I still help her. I don't understand why you hate me so much." His voice broke yet again. This time, a tear kissed his cheek.

"Monthly checks? Oh my God. You don't know, do you?" I was terrified. How could I tell this to him nicely?

"Joshua, I can't be sure if I can trust you or not. You could have told me! I would've trusted you! This seems like you don't trust me enough, and I'm sorry but I can be the stupid girl that falls for the impossible guy. I deserve better. I gave you your shot to explain yourself but now.. Now, it's too late. The baby's dead, Joshua. And it was killed on the second month. You didn't even know, did you? She aborted. " I waited, he needed to take his time.

"W-what? No, it's impossible." He said. He backed away and took his hand off me. He started to go insane, I could see it.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him.

"Because you would have left me. Like you did." And with that, he put his hands in his pockets and walked away. As he walked away, the sun shone on him and made him look like he had a halo.

Some lines ran through my head 'That I'm sorry I couldn't wear your halo, halo, halo, halo;
I'm sorry I couldn't be your angel, angel, angel, angel..

I have just made the biggest mistake of my life.

Dialing Landon..