I reminisce about my life and how it changed in such a short period of time. It's totally unbelievable. I've never thought someone's life could change so much in three days. I thought that was practically impossible.

Memories of the first day of school pop up in my mind. I sigh. How excited I was... I thought this was going to be my year once and for all, but I was wrong. All those expectations I had, faded away as soon as I walked through that damn wooden door.

I sigh. How come so many things can happen in such a short period of time? I honestly think about it and don't believe it.

I open my eyes again and look at Casy, who is walking next to me. If I hadn't come across this blonde-green-eyed girl, nothing in my life would have fallen apart. Well, maybe it would, since she’s not to blame for my family's dysfunctionality and their secrets and lies. Anyway, if she hadn't gotten in my way, now maybe I'd have friends and we'd be doing friendly-typical-teenagers stuff like anyone else at 16, but nope. Now I'm alone and I don't know a fucking person I can trust. I'm basically like I was before. Worse I could say because now I can't even trust my mom.
I have to forget about all that shit I thought last night. Casy is not my salvation, she's not my hope, she's nobody to me! She's a dark pit, which I have to get away from urgently before it swallows me up and suffocates me completely.
This situation reminds me a bit of Hardin and Tessa's relationship. Hardin would be the dark pit and Tessa would be the person who gets sucked in by it. Hardin ruined Tessa's life and left her with nothing else to offer. I don't want that to happen to me. I don't want a person to destroy my life like that.
I don't care what I felt at some point for Casy, which I didn't even know quite what it was. But, if I did feel something, I was totally confused and didn't see things clearly. Now, I finally opened my eyes and notice that she brings more problems into my life than solutions and I honestly don't need any more problems than I already have. I need to get away from her before it gets worse.

“And that's pretty much it,” Casy says and I have no idea what she's talking about. I was so immersed in my thoughts that only now I realize she's talking to me.
“Casy,” I say, standing in front of her to stop her in her tracks. My tone is harsh and my expression is serious. I have to put an end to this.
“What's wrong? Is everything all right?” she asks, confused and uneasy.
“No, nothing’s all right,” I say and notice how my eyes start to fill with tears.
“Hannah, what's wrong? Tell me,” she says worried, as she puts a hand on my shoulder, but I push her away immediately.
“You Castille, you're the problem. Since I met you my life is completely shit. Since that fucking day when you accidentally threw me to the floor, you ruined my life. First lunch; then you come to my house drunk at one in the fucking morning. The next day Leo invites me to a party and when I ask you about it, you lie to my face. Every fucking time I say something, you react badly or walk away from me or whatever the fuck you do! I don't even know how to talk to you anymore because I don't know how the fuck you're going to react! On top of all that, every time I feel that we are getting closer and that we can be friends you say something stupid like: "we shouldn't tell each other so many secrets", "it's better that we don't know too much about each other" and all that shit that I've had enough of! You confuse me Castille, all the time. We get one step closer and then three steps away. You sleep... with me, you say nice things to me, you tell me you think about me and then you act like you don’t even want me around  in front of Leo. I don't understand anything! And I'm sick of this mystery!” I finish my long-ass speech while my voice is breaking little by little as the uncontrollable crying takes possession of me. “Oh, and I almost forgot, you made me have lunch with a rapist! Are you aware of that? And today he almost took me to his house to surely do to me the same thing he did to you this morning in the fucking school restroom!” I hysterically shout, trying to get my voice’s strength back, not giving a shit how she's going to react.
Okay, now that I’ve said it... maybe that last one was too much. Okay, it was too much. I had no right to bring up that touchy subject that surely is going to upset her. Besides, it's not even her fault what happened today with Leo. Anyway, what's done is done. I can't turn back time.

I look into her eyes while tears keep falling from mine. Her eyes start to seem glossy and I notice that she’s crying too. She’s scowling and her lips are slightly part, showing complete surprise at my words. However, she remains silent.

Guilt grows inside me with every minute of her silence. And I can't help but feel bad about the horrible things I just said to her, but I already did it. I had to tell her how I feel. And most importantly, I had to get it off my chest.
Since the words came out of my mouth, I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Still, seeing Casy's face and hearing her crying made me feel like a villain. Was I that harsh?

“Casy... I…” I start to speak when I notice that she doesn't say anything to me.

“Enough Hannah. Now it's my turn to talk and you are going to listen to me,” her voice is strong and determined.
I do exactly what she says. I shut up and listen to what she has to tell me.

“You are unbelievable... You really are unbelievable!” She screams her head off and I can affirm I’ve never seen her so furious, “How can you say all that? Since you came to this school I’ve been nothing but nice to you. I invited you to meet my friends, I invited you to my house, I told you things I had never told anyone before! And all for what? So you could pay me back like this? So you could tell me everything you 'went through'” —She makes air quotes—. “Hannah, you have no idea what it's like to suffer. You are not in my place and you certainly have no right to judge me. You know nothing about me and Leonardo, nothing! You think you know everything? No, you don't know shit! You think you're the victim here, but nobody did anything to you. You're the one who’s constantly overthinking and looking for clues everywhere to solve a non-existent mystery and that's your fucking problem! And I'm sorry if I brought problems into your life, seriously, I’m sorry,” she says in a mocking tone and I immediately realize it's sarcasm "but you have no idea how my life is and how complicated it is and you'll never know it because this” she gestures with one hand between the two of us “is over. I’m done being nice to you, I’m done wanting you to join my group, I’m done with everything. And if I confused you it was because I was confused too. I kept telling myself over and over again that I didn't…” She quiets down quickly and lowers her voice. She remains silent for a few minutes, but then resumes the conversation. “That doesn't matter. What matters is that we've known each other for a ridiculously short time and you think you have the right to tell me all those stupid things. You're way out of fucking line here.”

After that last sentence she pauses for a long time, takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down, but fails miserably. Her crying, like mine, is uncontrollable. It's clear that we are both affected by the things we said—we are both destroyed by each other’s horrible words.

When I think she’s not going to say anything more, she wipes her tears with her hands, frowns again and continues her speech:

“Oh, and about that thing you said... what you saw today and the day of lunch was an act. Leo and I like to have these little games with each other. He treats me like his whore and I pretend to suffer and hate him. It's just a game—I would never let a man do that to me. And Leo can be very mean, but he's actually a good person and he... he loves me. I love him. We're… dating," she says, unsure, and I don't know if she's lying or telling the truth.

What? I'm stunned after her last confession. Leo and Casy? Dating? What the fuck is going on?

We both fall silent. I am beyond shocked by the confession I just heard. However, she seems to be incredibly calm.

“What do you mean you are dating? It doesn't make any sense,” I shout, still in shock from her confession.

“Of course it makes sense. And you're not the one to tell me what makes sense and what doesn't,” she replies, frowning and pointing her index finger in my direction.

“No, it doesn't. Two days ago you told me you didn't feel comfortable with him when you... did… you know. And three days ago you told me that Leo was Dilara’s boyfriend and I even saw them holding hands. Fuck, I even saw him holding hands with Valentina! This morning, as much as you tell me it was a game, it honestly didn't feel like it. When I entered the bathroom, I heard you crying and I heard that he... he smacked you. Casy, Leo and you can’t be dating,” I say, much calmer now. I'm very unsure of myself and I really don't know how she's going to take what I just said.

She tenses up. Her eyes widen in surprise, which is a bit odd. Did something I’ve just said surprised her? Maybe she didn’t know about Leo and Valentina? I have no idea.

Her neck is stiff and she runs her hands nervously over her head. She's lying to me, I'm sure, and she knows I know she's lying. However, I can't wait to hear the fantastic lie she's going to come up with.

“Firstly, I told you that's just a game. The crying is fake and part of the game. Secondly, when I told you that I was uncomfortable having sex with him o whatever and when I told you he was Dilara’s boyfriend, I lied to you. I’ve never felt uncomfortable having sex with Leo and he and Dilara were never dating, I just made that up because I… don’t know, but I didn’t want you to know that he was my boyfriend. Leo, Dilara and Valentina are very close, that’s why they’re holding hands. Did you think I was going to tell someone I had just met hours ago my whole life? Obviously not! Leo and I have been together for a year. I don't give a shit if you believe me or not, but this is the truth and I'm not asking you to understand it. I've let you into my life more than I should and that was a mistake. From now on you will never come near me, so stay as far away from me as you can. Goodbye Hannah.” She says confidently, keeping her tone hard, but low.

As she finishes saying those words, she walks away from me and leaves me alone in the middle of the sidewalk. Confused, stunned, sad and angry.