I just received a phone call from my ex-best-friend's cousin. Random, I know. But he called to apologise for something that happened when I was fourteen years old. WHEN I WAS FOURTEEN YEARS OLD.
He said he was in rehab' now, going through the stage where you have to apologise for all the wrong things you've done when taking drugs. I imagine his list to be miles long.
The thing he did wrong to me? He slammed me against the wall and threatened me and threw me downstairs.
It wasn't as bad as it seems.
I got right back up and walked straight back upstairs and dragged him out of the house, locking him out.
We were in his grandad's house (also my best friend's grandad's house) and he was on some sort of trip and it wasn't pretty and Jazz just wanted him out of the house before her grandad got back.
Basically that's it.
Crazy phone call.
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