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Bianca L DeSousa. Degrassi. Grade 12. Dancing is my life. Not much else matters.
AIM: biancaxxdesousa
p.s. Not really Bianca or Alicia, just an roleplayer.
Bianca L DeSousa. Degrassi. Grade 12. Dancing is my life. Not much else matters.
AIM: biancaxxdesousa
p.s. Not really Bianca or Alicia, just an roleplayer.
Drew: -freezes in place, trying to understand what she is saying, breaths heavily- "You didn't fail with me. You just gave up." -tries to slow his heartbeat, sits on their bench, then realizes it, getting up quickly and walking on- "But you want him more, right?" -asks very hesitantly, swallowing all this feelings for a moment to ask, pretty sure he knows the answer already-
Bianca: -lets out a groan of frustration- "I did not give up! I was a piece of shit girlfriend and you know it! You deserved better! I could never be what you needed because I was so fucked up!" -she was yelling, but didn't mean to- "I shouldn't be with anyone. Everyone should just stay away from me."
Drew: -Starts walking down the street, shakes his head- "How could I forget something like that? You know I won't.....And I don't even know what it means. That's what will kill me the most..." -says in a defeated voice, looks down and bites his lip harshly-
Bianca: -hits her head against the brick building as anger courses through her- "I don't know what to say! I miss you and everything fucking sucks! I don't know how to help Eli and I'm failing with him just like I failed with you!" -she spits her words out with anger and confusion, gripping her hair with her free hand-
Drew: -can barley understand what she is saying, but doesn't know what she means by it, doesn't know what to say- "Why.....why are you telling me this?" -says softly, then gets down to below a whisper- "You know....It'll just make me all.....unsure." -lays on the stairs, looking up at the sky, trying to stay calm-
Bianca: -shakes her head, curling into a ball and leaning against the building behind her- "Just forget I said anything. I'm sorry. I'm just an idiot. I should keep my mouth shut." -sniffles before another sob comes as she tries to stop them.-
Drew: -face drops as he hears her cry, imaging in his head what she looked like now, feels awful- "Bianca....Shhh....don't cry." -says softly, in a calming voice- "I guess.....I guess I'm over it. Well....I mean I accepted that he makes you happier, and you love him more...."-goes outside, needing some fresh air because he is boardline overwhelmed, sits down on the steps of his porch-
Bianca: -shakes her head, talks between gasps- "I don't love him more and he doesn't make me happier. I.. I don't know. I don't know why I did what I did or I feel what I feel and it's all confusing and it hurts and I'm sorry! -talks frantically, trying to make sense of things-
Drew: That is odd considering you are the one who abolished my heart, and didn't even leave ruins....-says in a bitter tone, more than he intended, then sighed- We don't have to talk about her....
Bianca: -she hears his words and breaks down, sitting down on the side of the road and starts crying- "I'm sorry, Drew. I'm so sorry. I know I'm a piece of trash, I'm sorry I suck so badly." -cries into her free hand as she clenches her phone tightly in her hand-
Drew: "I'm not gonna force your talk to me, because to be honest it seems like...you don't....." -says sincerely, a little hurt, but brushed it off his shoulders-
Bianca: -sniffles again as she hiccups- "I do, I do.." -lets out a quiet groan of frustration- "It's just... I didn't expect it to be this hard to talk to you about Cara." -she says honestly, feeling vulnerable after saying it-
Drew: -hears her sniffle, feels bad- "Don't cry, Cara will be alright...." -says soothing then is surprised by her wanting to end the conversation, he needed her.- Oh...yeah I guess we are done here. -tries not to sound disappointed, sitting back down on his bed- "Well, sweetest dreams, Bianca.....Bye..."
Bianca: -rolls her eyes- "I know Cara will be okay." -hears how he doesn't seem to want to stop talking- "No, wait.. If you wanna keep talking, we can talk. I'm not even home."
Drew: "I am happy." -says sternly, then softly- I'm happy. -tries to say it more convincely- "Well I would be happy, if she would stop taking those damn drugs. Actually I'm not one to be talking, I've caused her so many problems, that she had to deal with. I'm just doing the same for her, we are...strong." -gets some confidence, but says kind of sad-
Bianca: -wipes the few tears that had escaped away- "Well, things will work out. That's all great." -she spoke quickly, sniffling a little- "So yeah, we done? I uh, it's getting late." -she made an excuse, taking deep breaths-
Drew: -sighs, taking a few calming breaths- "No...No it's okay." -tries his best to sound happy, but comes out fake-"I just needed to tell someone, It was...killing me."
Bianca: -feels a little overwhelmed as tears start to glisten in her eyes. Her voice is small and gentle- "Drew, you don't deserve to deal with anything more. You deserve happiness and nothing else. I gave you enough stress and drama to last you a lifetime. I wish you didn't have to go through this." -stands up from the bench and begins walking down the street again-