Chapter 27: Complicated

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"I've been thinking for a long time about the times I'm not talking to you. I'm sorry abt that, I just need some time to cool myself, and uh sorry for those harsh words. I understand if this is something that you don't feel comfortable with, but I just want to tell you we still can talk to each other. If you're ok with it, tell me. If you don't, I don't mind it's fine too."

I thought for a long time, finally sending this big paragraph of words to Noah.

"If you don't mind you won't send this to me LOL," he answered, "Well, yea. I accept your apology. When people get pissed they will always say harsh words, I understand."

"Yeah."
"Geez, you took like a week and a half to talk to me, what have you done when you're away?"

"Nothing special," I typed, "Doing things that I'm supposed to do every day."
"Nice."

"I lost my mind that time, saying all those stuff, I'm sorry."
"Okay," Noah replied coldly.

"Well, maybe you don't want to talk about it right now. Yeah, I'll find a time."
"I'm fine talking about it," he said, "I know you were out of your mind, and being irrational. I'm fine, and I'm always fine, just not happy. Probably got used to it I guess."
"Okay, good to hear about it."

"Hey, your name is still Jane right?" he asked.

I felt kinda, well, complicated feelings.

"Ouch sorry, I might have forgotten," he continued.

I mean, Noah is Noah, he's like that. He just wants to be kinda, of sarcastic or wanted to make me feel bad or shit.

"It's fine," I replied.
"Is your name Jane?"
"Yep."
"Great, see? I didn't forget."

Hah, didn't forget. Why are you still asking?

I doubted my choice of getting back together with him.

Does he still love me?
He's taking with you like this, what do you think?
I don't know, I don't dare to know.

"Yeah, you did a great job," I said.
"On what exactly?"
"On remembering my name."
"I know right, I'm a genius."
"Yep."

"How have you been?" my heart controlled my hands on the keyboard before my mind can do anything.
"Splendid," he answered.

Complicated feelings again.

I'm happy he's living happily and splendidly, but I didn't know why I'm having this feeling.

Jealousy again.

"You?" he asked back.
"Good," I lied.
"Great to hear."

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