Fallout (Crank 3)

myself, try and figure out why

I would so willingly sabotage

a relationship that means everything

to me. What am I, fucking stupid?

Okay, I am totally fricking stupid.

Here I thought I was using Leah, and

she totally used me. Set me up

completely. When she programmed

her number into my phone, she also

called herself, so she’d have my

number too. Like I said. Stupid.

And now I’m mad all over again.

At her. At myself. I get up, kiss

Mom on the forehead. “Let’s finish

those cookies.” Mindless activity,

that’s what I need. Maybe by not

thinking at all, my brain will come up

with a way to get Nikki to forgive me.

COOKIES IN THE OVEN

>

Mindless

activity finished for now,

my brain has failed me completely.

Dad and Donald are in the front

hall, shaking snow off their boots,

hats. Almost unbelievably, Donald

is laughing. A new wall goes up.

Jealousy.

Weird. Really, really weird. Why

do I feel that way? Maybe because