Act Four Diary Part Three (alternate)

26.07.07
Dear Diary,
I woke up.
It wasn’t a dream.
He was in my bed.
We actually had sex.
FUCK.
I threw him out of my bed and shouted at him the whole time, how he was only in it for the sex. I wanted everyone in the school to know what a terrible person he is. I LOUDLY proclaimed how tiny his dick is and how he’s such a faggot for having emotions the way he does.
I NEVER LOVED YOU HISAO
WHO COULD LOVE SUCH A BETA FAGGOT LIKE YOU
YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED THAT DAY THAT GIRL CONFESSED TO YOU
NOBODY WANTS YOU
All the hate
And all the anger that’s built up inside me over the years
Loosed themselves upon him in a torrent of fury.
I told him how I really feel.  How I hate him. And he just broke down and cried like the bitch he is. I took someone’s drink and dumped it on his head while laughing in his face. He is a worthless scum of a human being who deserved everything that ever happened to him. I hope he kills himself tonight.