I was walking down the shops, feeling the cool sunset breeze on my body when I felt someone grabbed my arm. I instantly pulled back from the tight grip when I saw Reed. I calmed a little, then took her hand off of me.
"What?"
"Jade please just talk to me."
"We just did Reed"
"Jade you know what I mean."
"Yea actually I do know, you think I'm a shitty girlfriend, and you think that switching attitudes by the second to your girlfriend is okay."
"Jade-"
"No Reed, I've been dealing with this shit since I met you, and it's gotten worse since we started dating."
"What are you implying jade?" She looked down
"I-I think we should take a break from each other, you think I'm a shitty girlfriend, and I think you need help with your attitude jumping."
"What?" She said looking up at me
"Come on Reed, I know that you know that this is the best for us, please make this easy." I said on the verge of tears.
"Jade I love you! I know I need help, but please just stay with me." She said grabbing my arms
"I'm sorry Reed" I said, and, and walked away from her
Two Years Later... 2016
Reeds and my break went from a week to a month to a year, and to two years. She would text me every day for the first year, but stopped at the 365 day mark. I missed her everyday, but I couldn't handle her. I loved her, and still do, but I just can't deal with that. I tried dating other women, and tried once with a man, but no I just love Reed.
Anyways, it was my second year of college, so I got to move into my own apartment. It was a beautiful, new too, sky high apartment, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a large kitchen, and a large living room.
I decided to ask Cameron if she wanted to stay with me as a roommate because Nick and I went to different colleges I stayed in Oregon, and he went to a College back in cali, plus I don't want to be alone. Anyways She didn't because her and that Megan chick (Sarah) we're going on two years , and they live together. Cameron and I attend the same college and same apartment complex so we're just as close as we we're in high school.
Besides that, I hated living alone, I hated being alone, and most of the time I was living with my roommate Angie.
Angie: she's also lesbian, hella girly, nice to only like 3 people including me, pretty short 5'4, doesn't seem like it, but smart.
We lived together for two years, but she lives with her sister now So basically I was left alone. I decided to put out a roommate add, and waited, and waited, and waited, no one had accepted it yet. I checked the ads, and it was good, my name, age, and area was there, but no one seemed interested until one night I got a text. The number seemed familiar, so I invited them over to see who they were because they wouldn't on the phone.
The next day I decided to wear something normal but formal, because again I knew this person. I put on a strapless fitted black dress that reached up to my knees, and a oversized dark brown flannel that I didn't put on all the way, it stayed at my elbows. I put on some black heals, and did light makeup. I left my hair down, and curled it.
I braced myself for what I was going to say, cleaned, and touched up my makeup again before they came.
I heard a knock on my door, and when I opened it, my knees went weak.
