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needed a shower and a good long sleep.
The choice to come here had been relatively easy to make; right after
I'd been kicked out of the house, I used my cell to call around to some
of my friends to see if I could crash for a while with one of them. My
"friend," the one I'd been caught with, didn't even answer my call.
Weird, really, since one would think that allowing him to stick his
tongue down my throat would count for something. Guess not - another
lesson learned - and the next few calls weren't helpful, either; most
of my friends couldn't help me out for even one lousy night, and then
my battery died.
I decided to go to the bus station; if no one could, or wanted, to take
me in, there was no reason for me to stay until this blew over. It
would be a very long wait, I expected, since my ‘parents' (and I use
that word lightly) were deeply religious; them forgiving me a mortal
sin? I didn't think so. Their parting words - "Don't ever come back, we
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