Chapter 23

I didn't want to have this conversation but the look on Harold's face told me I wasn't going to get out of it. We were finally going to have this talk.

"Harold." I sighed placing my fork down. "Your parents never liked me. From the moment they laid eyes on me they deemed me unworthy."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You never saw it!" I snapped. "You never saw the looks or the comments made about me. Every single person hated that I was with you and trust me they made that well known." He started to talk but I held a hand up to stop him.

"You never noticed the way all the girls made fun of the way I dressed, the way I looked, even my hair. Everyday I had to hear about how I wasn't good enough to be with you, the star quarterback. The guy who deserved someone better, prettier." I could feel tears wanting to gather in my eyes but I pushed them back.

"Your own parents said the same thing. The moment your mother laid eyes on me she deemed me un