My Life as Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll

Boys. Boys. Boys.

Cabe walked up slowly and just looked at me. "How've you been?" I just looked back and rolled my eyes then walked off. It's not that I didn't like Cabe. Just watching my mon get screwed over didnt appeal to me. He sped up to walk up beside me, we walked in complete silence until he spoke. "You've grown up, Kat." I puffed a sarcastic laugh. "No shit, asswipe." He gave a nervous laugh then smiled. "Look, I'm sorry. You know I am. When we were at that party....I was drunk and you were out of it. I wasn't thinking." He was apologizing for when he attempted to take advantage of me. I spun around and lit up my cigarette I took a couple of quicks drags then spoke hard. "I don't care Cabe. You are a filthy peice of shit, I don't need you. I don't need anyone. I've been alone since the day I was born, what makes you think I need someone now?" 
 He just stood there. Shocked. I turned to walk off and then he spoke again before I turned down to my driveway. "I love you, Kat." I stopped. Stood there for a couple of minutes. Then shook my head and walked back inside. I hate boys.