I turned away from her. "Just...just wondering. You know, maybe New York isn't a good idea." I was holding back tears. grace was right. She was completely right.
Caralina smiled and jumped up. "Ryan!" She laughed standing up and looking at him crossing her arms suddenly self concious. She walked to the bathroom and splashed water on her face.
"I just donzt think it's a good idea, ALRIGHT?!" I yelled then stalked back into the living room, picking up Sarah and laying her in bed. I took out my phone and texted Grace back:
"You were right. You know Liz too well. She...she doesn't love me."
Liz stared unbelievingly. She falled off the counter, twisting her wrist as she hit the ground. Stupid, she thought, tears already falling down her cheeks. She sat back against the lower cabinets and burried her face in her good hand, crying.
Grace~
Grace smiled and looked at poor, pitiful Liz sitting in the floor crying. Told you. Bt the way, the tears she's crying are fake. I can tell. She lied, smiling.
"She'sw crying?! =*( I...I can't let her do that." I rushed into the kitchen and took Liz into my arms. "Shh...It's okay. what did you do to your wrist?"
Ryan:
I sighed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." I looked at her worridly.
"N-n-nothing," she spoke through her angry, yet sad, tears. She pulled her hand closer to her, not daring to look at Johnathan. "I want you to come. Why do you think I offered to pay for you? It's because I love you! And you just blow me off and yell at me like I did something wrong!"
