I drank so much that night because of the pain Gelo inflicted me that I don't know how did I go home safely to our house. Thankfully, I didn't go home to his pad or it's gonna be really awkward. I'm also thankful that it's Saturday today because my hangover is really bad.
I sighed, thinking about Karl Ford. He promised me he won't tell anyone, how the hell did Gelo know about this? I combed my hair in frustration.
I know it's my fault, for telling him such thing but I was caught offguard, I couldn't tell him the real reason. If only Gelo could atleast listen to me but he's such a bastard who concludes so much, he doesn't care about my side because he's convinced I'm a bad b***h. I hate him.
I can try to talk to Karl, I can take it all back and just admit the truth. But will
