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I slammed my bedroom door and dove onto my bed. I hugged my soft pillow as the tears rolled freely. A few minutes later, a soft knock came at my door. I choked down a sob and sat up. “Go away!” I said in a choky voice. Silence. Then came a quiet voice.

“Lia? I’m so, so…”

“GO AWAY AND NEVER COME BACK!” I screamed. It was my half-birthday. I would be 16 in 6 months. Nick opened my bedroom door slowly and stood awkwardly in the doorway. My face crumpled into tears and I threw my pillow at him. He jumped and the pillow dropped to the floor.

“Hey, hey, hear me out, Lia,” he tried to coax. I hugged my teddy bear to my chest and stared at Nick. He took a deep breath and began, “It isn’t what it looks like…”

“Are you telling me that I didn’t see you with Andrea on the night of OUR one year anniversary?!” I shouted. I swung my legs over the bed and stood shakily. He looked desperate and his eyes shone with tears. “Her mom is in the hospital, Lia. We were getting her a card!”

“WHY were you holding her purse in Kohl’s?” I whispered, a lump forming in my throat. He had nothing to say after that. I picked up his Varsity jacket from my desk chair and walked it over to him slowly. I placed it in his trembling hands and said, “It’s over, Nick.”

I swear I felt the least bit sorry for him. “No… please! Lia!” he begged, but I had made up my mind.

“It’s over.” I told him.

I stared out the window as he stumbled home. I lay down on my bed to cry, my anger gone. In its place was a deep sorrow I had never known. Not only had I lost my boyfriend, I had also lost my best friend.