Today was just GREEAAATT! Not. All Day I had felt as if I wanted to crawl up into a ball in the corner and cry. Scratch that I did want to. Why? I haven’t a clue.. I had been trying to figure it out all day. When I went to drop off Adam’s bike, which seeing Adam usually makes me incredibly happy, only made me want to cry more. For some reason when I looked into his eyes I felt hurt. I don’t know why, I have no reason to. But I did. I hid it the best I could, don’t know if he knew or not. Doesn’t matter now. Today I was an emotional wreck. I hate when I’m like that. I didn’t even feel like talking to anyone, I had planned to just leave work, go home, watch movies and clean. Not even bothering to sign on or anything. But that all changed. Since Nikki texted to say “Ur bf is bein pushed in a cart with a pilon. Lol” Which made me laugh on my walk home since I hadn’t checked them again till I was walking down my street. I was thinking, well that’s just like him… Then I read the next one “Adam’s bout to go down a rocky steep hill and might not live. Lol he wants me to tell u he loves u. Lol.” That also made me laugh. I texted back “Lol did he survive? Where r u’s?” I was playing along and asked where they were because I thought about going to hang out with them. I got the response of “Nope. We had to call an ambulance. He looked pretty bad.” At that I started to get worried. Mom and Monica, who I was standing with at the time, along with my neighbours from across the street, all said not to worry just wait for more info. So I did. I replied with “I sure hope ur joking” Response “Actually im not.” That started to freak me out. Thoughts of Adam lying in a shopping cart at the bottom of a hill all twisted up and what not started to run through my head. I replied “What!? Serious? Where r u’s?” Then I receive “I think its better if we call u” Then I get a call from Adam. He’s pretending to be in pain and all, and I’m trying to play it cool. Not let on that my heart is up in my throat. Then he yells at someone and starts laughing, which is when I realized it was all a joke. He asks “Yeah so sorry about that, you weren’t worried were you?” (Or something like that. Don’t remember since I was pissed.) Me getting angry “No, I wasn’t. Not at all.” The last thing I hear on the line is Adam saying to people “She sounds worried.” Then I disconnect the line and run inside to my room and begin crying, since I now know that it was all a joke. I got really pissed at that. To think that my boyfriend, who I’m crazy about and who I care Very much for, is seriously hurt, and then find out that it was all a joke. Basically broke my heart. I was thinking at that point about why they would have done that. Did he really need to pull a stunt like that to know that I really care about him? Did he not know already? Was he trying to hurt me? Wanted to see what my reaction was to news like that. I’ll tell you what my reaction to hearing that my boyfriend was seriously hurt and being taken by ambulance to the hospital was. I was FREAKED out of my mind. Worrying how bad it was? Was it just a broken bone? How broken was the bone? I had my Truck key attached to my belt loop so while I was waiting for that last text, I had the key in my hand, my purse on my shoulder and was ready to jump in the truck and go find him. In whatever condition I found him in. Scrapes, a broken bone or two, whatever. I swear if you could go instantly Grey from worrying every single hair on my body would have been Grey at that point. But then realizing that he was fine and it was all a joke. It really hurt. I wanted to beat him. I stood in my doorway all tense with anger thinking of a way to get back at him. I was so furious I wanted to fight everything and anything that stood in my way to get to him. And then him. I mean this is the second time he’s made me cry. At this point was thinking of yelling at him, and then possibly breaking up with him. But then I realized that I just wouldn’t be able to. I love him too much. Even though the pain at that point outweighed the likeness of him. I mean I love him, but at that point I didn’t like him very much. All I can say is Strike three and your out. I’ll have to bring myself to be able to when the time comes. I turned off my cell. A few minutes passed and they called the house. Mom asked if I wanted to talk to them. I told her that I was fine not talking to them. I wanted to get in the truck and drive somewhere where I could be alone and cry. Because I didn’t think I could handle seeing them all show up and still remain civilized. Mom refused to let me drive angry alone. Finally she was going to take me somewhere. I went to grab my Kleenex, and in that time Adam was at the side door. Dad was saying “Look who it is! Isn’t it the guy who’s supposed to be going to the hospital?” I was in the hallway and went to go back in my room when Adam was walking towards me. I think he got to my doorway when I closed my door in his face. He started apologizing and stuff through the door. Soon after I opened the door a crack to allow him in. He came in followed by Nikki, who was also apologizing for making me worried and upset. The 3 of us sat in my room barely talking. Everytime I looked into his eyes in the dark I wondered if I could bring myself to say anything like, we need a break, I can’t believe you did that I can’t handle this it’s over. But I couldn’t, so I didn’t. Nikki left to walk home. Then it was just Adam and I. Soon after it was just me, and I cried myself to sleep. Fell asleep for an hour then Nikki was calling to ask about Jesse’s grandparents’ number, because she was worried that he was in the hospital. Strange turn of events lol. But I helped her, and he’s just fine. We’re planning on running him over with “The Getaway Ghetto Mobile” I’m thinking of getting a bumper sticker saying that… lol. And now I’m sitting here talking to Adam and Nikki, and writing this. Well that’s all. Nothing left to say.