Seafished (A Doug Baldwin Fanfiction)

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It's been a few days, I haven't found the need to contact her. I miss her though. I should step up to talk to her, but when it comes to relationships, I don't want to bother and keep her phone ringing or vibrating every hour of the day. She hasn't spoken to me in a few days either, which would mean she is the same way. Right? It's Friday, more practice. I should probably end the silence game and let her know how I'm doing. We're still in a relationship right?

I grab my phone and open up my text messages. The last message to have sent between each other, was from her saying, "Of course 💋". We were talking about if we still were into each other. I ended up saying I love you first on the phone. From there, we went on until it was time for me to sleep. After getting ready for bed, we started texting each other saying cutesy things back and forth. Being this far in the relationship, I'm scared to lose her. Not only cause she makes my day, but I'm in love. I'm already in love with her. I lost someone who I considered as my best friend and the love of my life named Jennilyn. The next thing I knew, I blew it. I screwed up by being too nosy and being too concerned over everything she did. It was almost like I was stalking her 24/7. I guess that's also where my fear comes in. Before I'm able to text Vanessa, I receive a text from her first. Beautiful minds think alike at the right time?

"Good morning, have fun at practice today! 💕"

"Thank you beautiful. I miss you."

"I miss you too..."

"I've been thinkin'"

"Yesh?"

"What's the reason for your absence on facetime?"

"The laptop's not back yet. L"

"When did you send it?"

It took a while for her text this back. I wait for another 5 minutes until her reply came through. Could have been the service she is around though.

"I delivered it the day before you talked to me about coming to San Fransisco. It's supposed to come back on Monday."

"Aw :,("

"I'm sorry love..."

"No it's ok. I have to head to practice. Talk to you later."

"Ok 😎" I left her at that. I placed my phone in my gym bag and headed to the car. I'm still in love with her.

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"Another client I'm presuming?" Melanie winks, pretending that clients are like sex slaves, when really my clients are just people asking for specific artwork pieces. I draw art pieces of a certain topic that a client wants me to draw. If they like it, they pay. If they dislike it, I won't charge them until I draw an artwork they favor. Never had that happen to me before though. So far, so good.

"Yes it is. Stop it with that face though." I frown, lying about the fact that I'm actually texting Doug and not another client. She doesn't need to know about my love life anyways. She would end up stealing him. She's a slut that way. For all the times she has come home every other night with a different man? Yeah. And the different boyfriends she has every month? Pfft. This boy she has under her arm now will be over soon. The reasoning behind why she wants to break up with them at the end of a month is beyond my concern. She's going to run out of boys to go after soon, so I don't need her to find another back-up.