What's wrong with me?

Me: Drama? Involving who?
Ivory: Lindsay! Chad! Scotty! Shane!
Me: Why are you talking to Chad and Scotty? And what's happening with Lindsay and Shane?
Ivory: Shane is ignoring Deja, Lindsay is acting like a slut, And I'm not talking to them, that's why I keep getting cussed out by them!
Me: Why can't you tell them to leave you alone or you'll go to the police?
Ivory: No, police people don't like me, look I will send you the message Chad sent me!
Ivory: FWD: You know what bitch, I am so sick of you fucking ignoring my fucking calls and texts. You were my slut and will always be so fucking text me back.
Me: It doesn't matter if the police like you or not, they're supposed to get rid of people like that! And don't reply, don't respond, forget about him.
Ivory: Chad is being kinda harsh and Scotty is being worse!
Me: Kinda harsh? He IS being harsh. I don't see why you can't say 'Leave me alone, I don't want anything to do with you and if you don't leave me alone the next thing you'll see is the inside of a jail cell!' Why can't you tell them off?
Ivory: Because that would be mean!!
Me: Ivory, they're treating you like SHIT! And you're afraid of being mean?
Ivory: Yes.. I'm used to them treating me like shit, saying I'm only good for a booty call... Doesn't hurt anymore!
Me: Why have people like that in your life? Why have them constantly bringing you down knowing fully well you can stop them... Even if it doesn't hurt anymore it doesn't mean you should let them screw with you like that.
Ivory: I'm not, they are not even in my life, I am so over it now!
Me: Wait, Ivory... what's happened between you and Chad?
Ivory: Are you mad?
Me: I'm mad that these guys are saying crap to you. What's happened between you and Chad?
Ivory: Today, nothing. In the past...
Me: Yes, I want to know what's happened in the past. You told me you ate dinner with him one night, but you never told me that you two have done things before.
Ivory: *15 minutes later* We didn't do anything when we had dinner that night
Me: That's not what I was asking...
Ivory: Won't you talk to me? (Accidental message that she sent?)
Me: What do you mean?
Ivory: What are you asking then?
Me: What have you two done in the past?
Ivory: Huh?
Me: Never mind. It's whatever, sorry for asking.
Ivory: If your asking if we have ever had sex, the answer is yes!
Ivory: No, don't be sorry, tell me what you're thinking!
Me: I'm thinking back to the two nights you hung out with him, and how the one night you two had dinner, you stopped texting me for hours.
Ivory: Oh! Nothing happened, I swear!
Me: I'm just pointing out what it looks like... I'm not saying you did anything.
Ivory: What does it look like?
Me: It looks like something happened.
Ivory: Well nothing did!
Me: And I believe you.
Ivory: Oh ok good!

The conversation is still going on, I don't want to write out anymore....


For Gods sake, stand up for yourself
Because I can't stand up for you.

I'm eating away at myself
You're killing me without actually killing me
Why make me suffer? Why make myself suffer...