The Truth

After a few minutes go by, you decide to follow her to the party. You hop in your car and make your way to the party. When you arrive there, loud music and people and the stench of alcohol fills your sight and smell. She sees you and asks you what you're doing there. You explain to her that you wanted to come and that she shouldn't be mad that you followed her. She doesn't take it, and you have to do something that you have been needing to tell her for years. You try to stay calm as you tell her that she is a bad friend, a selfish person and everything else as tears spring into both your eyes. You know that your friendship is over, but being free of her is what you needed.