Once I get home, I go straight to my room. I change into comfortable clothes and flop onto my bed. Grabbing my phone, I stare at the screen, my fingers hovering over the keyboard as I contemplate texting him.
"Uuuuugghhh!" I groan, throwing my phone down onto the mattress. Why is he doing this? We talked, didn't we? I thought we sorted everything out before the break. Now it feels like I'm back at square one, and he's pushing me away for reasons I can't figure out.
I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling, searching for answers that aren't coming. It's not like I did anything wrong. At least, I don't think I did. But Sky's been acting so... distant. I don't get it.
"Why?" I whisper to the empty room, the frustration bubbling up inside me.
Picking my phone back up, I open our last conversation. The one before the break, where we talked about everything — or so I thought. I scroll through it, searching for a clue, something that could explain why he's been so cold lately. Did I say something wrong? Did I miss something?
I'm about to close the chat when his name pops up in my head, Sky. I can't shake the image of him walking away from me today, his face closed off, like I wasn't even there. What happened over the break that's changed everything between us?
My thoughts race as I try to piece it together. Was it something I said? Did I ask him for too much? Maybe he felt like I was forcing him to choose—
I sit up abruptly, heart pounding. That's it, isn't it? Maybe when we talked last time, I unintentionally gave him the idea that he had to pick between being my friend or... something more. But that wasn't what I meant.
I pick up my phone again, my fingers itching to text him and clear this up once and for all. But something stops me. What if I make things worse? What if he doesn't want to talk to me anymore?
"Ugh, why does everything have to be so complicated?" I mutter, throwing my phone down again.
There's a knock on my door. "Ela? Everything alright in there?" My mom's voice filters through the crack in the door, soft but curious.
"Yeah, Mom. Just thinking." I try to keep my voice steady, not wanting her to ask any more questions. I'm not in the mood for a heart-to-heart right now.
"Okay, just checking." She pauses for a second. "Dinner in an hour."
I nod, even though she can't see me, and flop back onto my bed. The questions swirl around in my head, faster and faster. What does Sky want from me? What do I want from him? And how did we go from being so close to this awkward, painful distance?
I grab my phone one last time, my fingers finally typing out a message.
Hey, can we talk?
I stare at it for what feels like forever before hitting send.
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Closure
Romance"I still love you Sky" she says it in a whisper Yet it almost knocks his breath out ...
