Asia's P.O.V.
One Day Earlier
Luke and I have been texting back and forth non-stop, and it's been a constant argument. I keep throwing stuff in his face, just to make him hurt. Why are you doing this, Asia?!
New Message from Hukey:
asia I don't understand!!! why!?!?
I mentally groaned in frustration, simply because I didn't know the answer to that myself.
Because, Luke! you're a careless ass who doesn't understand what I feel. stop txting me bc our friendship is over. Goodnight, and goodbye.
Tears came faster now. I oddly felt the need to just delete his number, which would be useless, since I had it memorized.
The clock told me it was near 1:13 am and I figured out why I was so tired. Reason one, because I seriously am tired. Reason two, because I was stressed way out.
It was times like these I wish I could talk to Luke, but this time... It was impossible.
I locked my self phone screen and crawled into bed. My pillow was already soaked, and it was dark in my room. In this moment half of me hated myself and the other half... Hated myself even more.
I slowly fell asleep.
AN; and the story is close to an end </3
-Sierra
