P A R T Y P E O P L E || N M

0.27

I groaned opening my eyes as the sun glared at my eyes.

I sat up and stretched looking around at the wildlife.

I looked over, a family of deer roaming. It sort of soothing but memories of yesterday over came that.

I stumbled my way out of the forest area onto the round.

Wabbling and stumbling.

I need sleep. So much sleep.

I checked my phone, just to let people know I'm not dead.

*10 unread messages*

*16 missed calls*

All from Nate. God he's so bipolar, playing with my emotions is something he's good at.

*Baby im sorry*

*forgive me*

*open ur door I want you*

*don't leave me out here its raining and I'm wet*

*lol that text sounds wrong*

He was most likely drunk during that text. 

*Can I talk to you please baby*

*I'm sorry so sorry please just answer me*

*stop ignoring me*

*ur scaring me*

*baaaaaby*

I rolled my eyes locking my phone.

"Hey sweetie you shouldn't be out here by yourself. I'll give you a lift"

"Trust me nothing little ole me could do to hurt you"  the older lady laughed.

Who's she gonna hurt. Eh what the heck.

I walked over to her car climbing into the passenger seat.

I leaned against the window looking out.

"Oh who is he?" she asked like she knew.

"Huh?" I replied.

"The guy that's got you all, gloomy" she said nudging me.

I sighed before telling her, I'm pretty comfortable around her already.

"His name is Nate. Well yesterday, I confessed how much I loved him and he didn't say anything back, he just....left" I said barely keeping my tears inside.

"He sounds like he's afraid. Mostly something that happened in the past I suppose. But just because you strike out doesn't mean you shouldn't try again" she cheered.

She has a nice accent, its southern.

I smiled listening to her speech.

She reminds me so much of someone I just can't remember who.

I looked at the car we were in, its a nice classic mustang a nice baby blue.

Just like my....moms!

That's who she reminds me of.

Only that, my mom is um, shes- she died when I was 11.

"If he's really worth it I think you should try again. Don't be so down, there's always a past that haunts someone. More than others. I'm pretty sure you can work things out" she smiled as I instructed her on where to turn.

I sat in silence thinking about what she had said.

"Just because you strike out doesn't mean you shouldn't try again"