He broke my heart. After months of dating and everything seemed perfect. He told me he didn't think it would work. He didn't tell me why. I guess that's why I was so mad. Anyways the story starts right after he broke up with me. I was at a friend of mine's house crying and eating all of his ice cream. He came up with a plan to get back at him. I agreed not knowing how bad it would get.
I wanted to show him what it's like. But just breaking his heart is no fun. No, we had a plan that involves breaking someone's heart that was close to him and use him to do it. I got to sit back and watch him break, like I did. But I might have gone too far...
The story starts like this...