18. Cat lady

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I lay awake in my bed and stared at the ceiling. Outside my window, the sky turned red and the glowing star stickers above my ceiling lost their luminosity.It was slowly getting light, the night faded away. I reached for my phone and scrolled through my recent chat history.


"weird to be back, I'll see you tomorrow before form xx"

"did you get home safely? my dad picked me up, finally, can't wait to sleep in my own bed tonight" 

No message from Kit. Had I been too direct? I hugged my pillow and stared outside, feeling nauseous. The memories of that night were like blurred images in my mind, so far away from me as if they had never existed. I tried to remember the taste of his lips, the touch of his hands, but it felt like that wasn't me on the balcony. It must have been someone else he desired so much. I really need to stop obsessing about this. I longed for his presence, now even more than before, but maybe that's not what it's supposed to be. We had gone our separate ways after the incident on the balcony, and I didn't get a chance to catch him alone. 

Was he relieved to not have gone all the way with me?


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