Chp.8- Must Hate The Embarrassment

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*** PICTURE OF NATALIA'S OUTFIT TO THE CARNIVAL ABOVE !!! *** (yes, i created the outfit ;) ))

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Weeks. It'd been weeks since Natalia accepted any one of his calls or texts. He tried contacting her a million times but unfortunately, she just ended up ignoring him.She never actually felt this hurt before... but at least he had an effort to actually call and text her. She felt miserable, not being able to accept his calls. Not only did it hurt him, but it hurt her too. She knew what he did was just an accident, so maybe she was just overreacting.

For the 32nd time that day, Jeremiah called. Sighing, she listened to all of the voicemails he left.

"Natalia I'm really sorry-" Next!

"Please forgive me Natalia-" Next!

"Natalia, I feel horrible-" Next!

"Please pick up! I miss-" Natalia closed her eyes, skipping all of the voicemails he had left her. She stopped at one that sounded sincere.

"Natalia," It sounded like he was crying this time. "You haven't called me in weeks! I'm desperate. I feel really bad. Please, please answer me, you're breaking me into pieces! Natalia, I'm really sorry. Please forgive me." Natalia smiled sadly at the sincerity in his voice. He really was sorry.

Natalia glanced up at her phone screen and backed it away from her ear when she heard it vibrating again. She cleared her throat once she pressed "accept".

"NATALIA!!!!" Jeremiah cried out. His voice still sounded muffled; like he was crying for weeks. "Natalia, oh my god. I am so happy that you answered! You just don't understand how bad I felt - I mean I still feel bad. Just by you answering I feel like all my problems have vanished!" Natalia beamed at the eagerness that was in his voice. It felt good to hear him again. She had to admit, though, she did feel bad ignoring him. The poor boy was losing his mind!

"Hi, Jeremy." She said quietly. Oh yes. It also felt good to call him Jeremy again. She truly missed saying that.

"Hi!" He beamed. " How are you? I Mean like your arm, is it okay? I wanted to come back and just swoop you into my arms and cradle you like a baby after what happened. I felt horrible, Natalia. I just hope that you're not still mad at me." Natalia frowned. She knew him so well, she could tell that right now he was on the verge of tears, even through the phone. Besides, he wasn't really that good at hiding his emotions anyway.

"I was never mad at you." She said straight up. How hard was it to just let it go? She got hurt, so what? Move on.

"That's a lie." She didn't respond. He also knew her well too, he knew every time when she lied. It's like he could sense it. "Hey," He said after a moment of silence. "How about I take you out? Make it up for the terrible boyfriend I've been lately?" He asks courageously. He was afraid that she would decline his offer after what happened. He was afraid that she would no longer be able to trust him.

"Sure." She managed to slip a smile onto her lips. Grinning, she stuck her hand into the front pocket of her jeans. Shortly after she agreed, they carried on a short conversation explaining that she had to go to work before going out with him.

Natalia headed to her bedroom of the one-story apartment and shuffled through her clothes, figuring out what to wear to work. Hmm. Should she go classy? 'Nah,' She thought. 'It's only a day care, not some fancy restaurant. And plus there wouldn't even be a point in dressing up with all of the little kids running around the building.' She began chewing her lip, something she always did when she couldn't decide on something. She glanced once more through her clothes, deciding on something casual but sassy; a white peplum top with black skinny jeans. With her head held high, she put on the simple outfit and looked into the mirror. She wanted to go for a look that she didn't always do. So, she pulled her hair into a tight ponytail then put into a bun with bobby pins securing the loose ends.

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