Chapter twenty five

Awww....The book is almost done. Sad :(

      "So, Alex....You finally came, huh?" Sophie said. I was sitting next to her bed in a chair. It was pretty awkword, because I had'nt seen her since we were in the alley. I wanted to pour out all my emotions to her at once, but I just did'nt know how.

"I....I", I studderd. I did'nt know what else to say. I felt terrible for what had happend. "You what?" Sophie asked. She looked at me with a sad, troubled expression, and I just broke down. I barried my face in her lap and sobbed. I cried like a baby; I could'nt help it. I just sobbed. She tried to comfort me, but I would'nt listen. I hated myself for what had happend. "Alex?" she began, "Why are you crying?". I finished up on feeling sorry for myself, and I looked up at her swollen, beaten face. "S-sophie....I...It was my fault. I.....I ignored their warnings...and I just did'nt listen. Look, they tried to warn me...they were mad that I was going to leave the gang, and they just...thats why they did this. But...But they warned me! I knew that it was dangerous for you to be friends with me! I knew all along. But I selfishley ignored it. I selfishley put your life in danger. I...I risked everything! I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry, Sophie". I started to sob again. I cried loud enough so that the nurces hurd me, and one of them asked Sophie from behind the curtan if she was alright. She called back to her that everything was fine. Then, she turned to me.

"Alex", she began, "Stop it. Stop crying". I looked up at her, surprised. "Alex? Why do you always blame yourself for every little thing that happens to me? " she asked. She sounded kind of mad. Sophie? Mad? It did'nt sound real. "Alex, nobody's perfect. Anybody could of made that mistake. And who cares if those girls warned you? They should'nt start getting all concieted, acting all big and bad like they did. And besides, it's no wonder they over powered us! There was like ten of them there!" she said. Sophie looked towards the window, as if she was suddenly remembering something. "Your not the only one who's made a mistake, y'know", she mermered.

She turned back towards me. "There was a time when I was a very...difficult child. I would throw these terrible tantrums that were very distructive. My parents could'nt handle my bad temper, and it caused allot of stress in my household. My parents would fight constently, all because of me. One day, I wolk up to my parents voices in the living room. They were talking about my anger managment issues. The conversation almost emediatly turned into a fight. I saw my mother crying, and heard my father scream at her. It really scared me. Afterall, I was still just a kid. But I understood that it was my fault. At that moment, I came up with a plan. I decided that maybe, if I could pretend to be this perfect little girl, then maybe my parents would'nt hate me anymore. And so, I went with it. Ever since that day, I've been pretending. I've been faking this perfect little angel act. Deep down, I'm nothing but a liar. A fool. A fake", she said.

Then she looked back out the window, staring into the light. "But that just goes to show that it's okay. It's okay for you to mess up sometimes. Everyone does. Even me." She said. "Even me".

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[Daydreamer54]

Wow, it's nice to know that Sophie was always perfect, but of course no one is.