All week I've had Sunday night going over and over in my head. I still can't believe I felt that unsafe in a local, usually quiet, bar. I have been talking to my friends about it and they said they didn't feel safe either. I just keep thinking about what could have happened, possibly nothing, but there was something about those blokes I didn't like. I don't know whether to tell Dan about the evening. I have nothing to hide, but I don't know whether he will get all protective, or even jealous. I don't want to worry him, he needs to concentrate on getting better. If I don't tell him, then I'm sure it will pop up in future conversation and he will wonder why I didn't tell him. I'm starting to wish I had gone round to see him Sunday night instead of going out with my friends. I'm seeing Dan tonight, so I'll probably tell him all about it, think I need to get it off my chest too. Dan isn't feeling up to much, so I am taking a Chinese takeaway round to his place, which I'm really looking forward too.





I shouldnt worrie about it hun its happend and gone, the blokes where just out in having a good time, nothink serious would of happend you where in a public place with your matesso i doubt if if anythink possible could of happend apart from you going off with onr of the blokes but hey you didnt you and your mates all left together so try not to stress about it.