Petals of Perfect.

explanation impossible.

"DRAKE, SHUT UP!" I yelled. I wish I could die. Just die in a hole somewhere or something. 

"Lucy! C'mon! I made a mistake. It didn't mean a thing to me, and the entire time I was thinking of you! I'm sorry!" he replied. He didn't sound like normal Drake. He wasn't angry, like the star quarterback of High Ridge High would sound like.  

"If you were sorry enough, you wouldn't have done it Drake. What was it? Every time you said you were going to practice you were actually out partying with some drunken whore? Oh yes, you really are so sorry." I replied. 

"Listen, Lucy, liste-" I cut him off. 

"Get. Out."  

"Please, I need yo-" 

"Now." 

I directed him towards the door. I kindly opened it as he turned around outside in the snow to apologize again, I slammed it in his face. Thank god that was over. I took a seat on the couch and my eyes started to swell up with tears. Drake, cheated on me for 6 months?! I was with that asshole for TWO YEARS. This was not fair! I was not going to put up with that! I had before and that was a huge mistake. I leant over to the coffee table beside the couch and gripped the phone in my hand. My fingers were numb from anger, and probably from punching Drake so much. 

"Hello? Lucy? What's wrong? What happened? Are you okay? Does it have something to do with drake? Hello? Lucy? Hello?" said Cassia, my best friend since birth. 

"H..He w-was ch-ch-cheating on me!" I managed to belt from my quivering lips.  

"WHAT? For how long?! I'll be right over!" *Click.* 

Cassia was like a therapist but fun. Whenever I was down, she found something to do in Thunder Bay, the frozen Iceland of Ontario. One time, I was upset because Drake never called me back, and so we went mini-golfing. And another time, Drake lied to me about going to his grandmothers for a month, and instead he went to Mauwii with his friends! And another time, Drake ... Drake.  

Drake had caused all of my problems.