How could he tell her? Wes sat on his bed, like he had last night, pondering about his secret. His secret barely came back to haunt him, but now since this happened, all he could think about was his mistake. It was a vile and gross mistake. He decided to skip school today. Take the day off. His hands were trembling, thinking about his one true love, Kacey. He loved her. And the mistake he made the guilt trigger in his heart. He had never felt this way before. He’d never told a lie, but now that would make him a liar. He had, in fact, lied multiple times before. He looked at the white, linen sheets on his bed. Messy and covered in her red lipstick. She was wearing it just last night. He grabbed the corner of the sheet, pulling it around him, touching her the imprints. Was he going crazy? But wasn’t he already? He closed his eyes, tears trickling down his cheek. He had to talk to her. And tell her everything. That was a must. But, he knew she wouldn’t be able to forigve him. It was too much to think about.