I woke up at exactly 9:07 AM. Joe wasn't in my room. I reached for my phone. Missed calls from Wilmer. I decided to tell him about Joe today. I feel bad for him and I hate myself for doing this. Wilmer did a lot for me. He was there for me all the time. He never left me AT ALL. I'm not gonna lie. I love him. I love him so much, it's not a question. I just can't go and tell him Joe and I are back together. That's just stupid. But I'd rather tell him the truth today. I love Joe and I love Wilmer too.
Why can't we just love two persons at the same time and prevent someone from getting hurt? I know I love Joe. Feelings were always there. I won't deny it. But something inside my head is telling me I love Wilmer too. Do I really love Wilmer? Or I just appreciate his presence? his efforts? I won't lie to myself. I know in my heart I love Joe. He completes me. He's like the missing piece in my life. That sounds cheesy but it's true. I can see myself growing old with him.
I decided to call Wilmer.
"Umm hello?"
"Yes, my angel?"
"Can we meet tonight?"
"Of course. You won't answer my calls last night."
"I'm sorry. Umm, pick me up at six?"
"Sure. I'll be there."
"Thanks."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeaa."
"Okay, see you later."
"......"
"Love you."
"I love you too. Bye."
I need to do this. I need to end this.
I went outside to the kitchen without even brushing my hair. I saw Joe cooking.
"Mhhhhmm, that smells good. What's that?"
"Fried elephant."
"Joe!!!!"
"Hahahaha, I was kidding!"
"I'm going out tonight...with Wilmer."
"Oh."
"I'm planning to tell him about us tonight."
"That's good then."
I can't tell if Joe was happy or mad because I'm meeting Wilmer.
"Here's my SAUSAGE!!!!!!"
"OHMYGOD."
"Why?" he was laughing too hard.
"I don't know. Remember my sausage tweet? People went crazy over that tweet. hahaha"
"HAHAHA yes. 'Not vegetarian anymore because of Joe's sausage.' Really Demetria Really."
I was laughing so hard.
"Your sausage is delicious Joe." I said with a seducing voice.
"I know you want my sausage, Demi."
We both laughed. We're crazy. What even.