Now
February 2012
As I lie in bed, I keep thinking about the
last few months of my life. I know that Dan and I got into another fight
tonight, but my thoughts keep drifting back to what happened between Dan and
I in January and what he expects from me now whenever we are alone. I should stop thinking. I could go watch TV
with my sisters, I am sure that they are still awake. I could talk to my mom
about this, or my dad. I could write in my journal about what happened tonight
with Dan, but instead I lay in bed thinking.
Dan and I have been together
for seven months now since our first date going to the carnival last July. A
few weeks after we started dating, Dan started to confide in me. It made me
feel so good when he said that I was so easy to talk to, and that he felt that
I would not judge him for the way that he felt. He told me that no one really cares
about him. His parents work all the time and his brother is older and too busy
to bother with him. He said that his sisters just talk to each other. Ashley is
one of his sisters and my best friend, so he knows not to criticize her to me, but
she never really talks about Dan so I know that they aren’t very close. Dan has always gotten himself into trouble for as long as I can remember.