Leila shook her head. She knew this was futile. She didn't expect anything to work right anymore. She didn't deserve it, anyways, not after everything that she had done to him. She knew he was probably better off without her, but the selfish part of her just wished that he would forgive her and they could move on with their lives. Because life without him? Would be virtually impossible for her.
"I'm not asking you to pretend it didn't happen, or to forgive me cause.. I really don't deserve it, now do I? I'm not asking you to understand why I did the things I did, but I want you to know why I did it.. even if you don't believe it." She sighed, and closed her eyes for a second. Her nose wrinkled as it turned slightly pink as if preparing to cry, but she kept it in. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. Not now.
"I can't and don't expect you to forgive me, or to trust me, or to want to be friends with me, or to.. anything, really," she reasoned aloud. "I know it all happened, and I wish you would believe me when I say I didn't mean it, cause I didn't. It's kind of hard to realise the.. power of your actions when you're so caught up in something like.. that. All of it was falling out of control, and it was just kind of a downward spiral from that point on."
Leila retucked her hair behind her ears, and turned to look at him again. "I know you probably have to go now to do something or another for school or prom or something.. I just.. I needed you to know the truth. And I'm not asking you to believe it, but it's all true from my end." She sighed again, and crossed her arms over her chest, unsure of what to say for the first time in her life. "And I know it might be pretty selfish or stupid? But.. I'll wait.." she promised aloud, knowing the moment it left her lips that it was true. She'd wait for him until he forcefully said he didn't and never wanted her.