Bye Bitch, Die Bitch

Ok,
So, basically,
I hate Fiona.
There is logical reasoning behind this.
So let me start at the beginning.
But first I need to get something out…………
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Right, so
Fiona was my friend,
She had been in my core class last year and at the beginning of this year but she got moved. So she was now only in my Home Ec class. She and I were tight. I had told her about Ben because it just came up and I trusted her.
We talked about her coming to London with me, and about how she would make crude but hilarious jokes about Big Ben.
No problems there.

Any way,
I hate her because,
I stayed home sick today, I almost vomited in the car.
I got a call from Heather at about 7:30pm.
Its then that she tells me that she was talking to Angelique about deviantART and Fiona chimes in with a
“That’s where Julia met Ben right?”
Heather says “Yeah” In a don’t-go-there-ok kind of tone, which of course Fiona ignores.
And goes on to say,
“I reckon he’s a paedophile”
Heather wanted to bash her.
Now, ok, it doesn’t seem so bad right?
But its so horrible because Fiona was the one that I trusted the most after Celine and Heather.
She was my friend,
She was the most likely to come with me so she could see Harry again.
She was the one that comforted me when people made fun about this whole thing.
She was the one who stood by me and told me to ignore the things they said.
How can I trust her after this?

Whatever,
Bye Bitch, Die Bitch.
Hope that slutty attitude of yours gets you pregnant.

My life sucks right now.
This has been the worst week ever.
My group is in the middle of splitting up (I don’t have a problem with who we are getting rid of but its still stressful)
Fiona is stabbing me in the back,
Mum’s going into surgery next Wednesday,
Bethany is finishing school and going to schoolies (please don’t let her die)
I can’t be a bitch to Fiona without A) looking insane for being angry for no reason or B) getting Heather in trouble for telling me.

525 600 minutes x 2
That’s all there is,
I can live through that right?