12:01am
Me: Happy New Year!!!
Group message sent.
Sigh. It's been a week since I got that "Christmas greeting" from him. No hi, no hello.
Wait.
I had actually met him at Starbucks on Christmas break, the day after Christmas. And here I was, praying it never happened if only I knew what's yet to come.
"Hey!" I walked towards him as he pushed the door open. I tried to put as much distance between us as he slowed down walking. "So...I know it's freezing cold but, uhm, what's with the cold treatment?", teasing him. He forced a smile to acknowledge my presence and went his way never saying a word.
That was four days ago.
Sigh.
7:55am
*Beep
Daddy-long-legs: Happy New Year, Siri
That was weird. He seemed not himself.
Me: Hey! something wrong? u mad? sick? hangover?
His next reply didn't help the welling up feelings in my chest.
Daddy-long-legs: Nah not sick or mad. hangover? didn't drink last night
As stupid as I can be, I sent a lame reply and ignored all reasoning left of me.
Me: Ok if you say so :)
Me: hey, as promised, I'd bake a cake for Danny . If you want one, I'd bake for you, too.
I shouldn't have asked him that. Ugh!
I remembered baking Danny a cake as post Christmas present because Danny is being Danny with his soft spot for sweets. The three of us were schoolmates, townmates, lunchmates.
*Beep
Daddy-long-legs: No! I meant, no thanks. Danny will love that.
Daddy-long-legs: Btw I'm dating Marie.
I'm dating Marie. I'm dating... Marie. Dating...Marieeee... I thought I'd read it all wrong. The voices in my head went bickering until they became deafening and finally, shattered my last shred of sanity.
Who's dating who?
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Gossssshhhhh!
Way to go, Daddy-long-legs. Not cool.
Do you think Siri just got carried away by her feelings for him? Or you think Daddy-long-legs was actually being a mere epitome of "jerkness"? Love to hear it from you, guys.
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How Do Jerks Say Goodnight? (Completed)
Short StoryI love you. Three words. Eight letters. He chose to break my heart with three words, eight letters. ___________________ A short story adapted from a real life-changing experience of your-ordinary-average-looking girl and her first shot on love.
