I stretched out my arms. It was getting late but my boyfriend told me he was going to talk to me later today so I stayed up in hopes he would stay true to his word. He didn't. I fell asleep that night with my phone on. It was dead when I awoke in the morning so I had to wait for it to charge. I was lucky it was a Saturday because I wouldn't have had the time if it wasn't. Once my phone was charged I instantly went into my messages to check if he sent me anything. Nothing. Not even the usual "goodnight" text. I decided to message him first, you know, in case he forgot.
"Good morning baby." - Me
I started it off with an easy and nice text. I wanted to ease into yesterday in case there was something going on that I didn't know about. I didn't want him to feel bad.
I waited 7 hours before I finally got a message back.
"Good morning." - My Love
"Good morning? It can't even be considered morning anymore." I muttered silently to myself.
I rolled my eyes. He had to have been messing with me. I was sure of it now.
"You forgot to message me back yesterday." - Me
He answered 45 minutes later. Yes, I was counting.
"Did I say I was going to?" - My Love
"Yes." - Me
"Are you sure? I was pretty busy yesterday, I don't think I could've made the time." - My Love
I sighed. Of course he forgot. He always forgets. Lately he's been forgetting more often. It makes me sadder every time.
"It's nothing. Anyways how was your day? Anything fun?" - Me
"Coach pushed me over the edge yesterday. I almost broke my damn leg. I've been in bed all day tryna heal up." - My Love
"Are you ok???" - Me
"Yeah I'm fine." - My Love
"Ok, tell me if there's anything you want. I can go pick it up at the store and bring it to you." - Me
"I won't be needing anything." - My Love
"Ok." - Me
It was weird. Normally when he messages me the first thing he asks is if I've eaten. He didn't even ask me how my day was. He cut the whole conversation short. It hurt. A lot. But I didn't say anything. I didn't want to bother him.
On Monday I went to school and met a sweet girl. She just transferred to the high school. Her name was Pearl. She had strawberry blonde hair with peachy skin and beautiful pale blue eyes. They almost looked white but I could just barely see a hint of blue in them. Pearl was very sweet and we clicked almost instantly. She had a lot of the same interests as I. We liked the same bands, had a similar style in clothing, and even had almost identical class schedules so there was lots of time for us to hangout.
On Tuesday I tried to get my boyfriend to respond to my messages since I wanted to tell him how my week was going so far. He hadn't texted me since Saturday so I was kind of missing him.
"Hey baby! Guess what!" - Me
"What." - My Love
"There's a new girl at our school! Her name's Pearl and we have the same classes. Cool right?" - Me
"Yeah, I'm happy for you. Gtg." - My Love
"Oh, okay bye." - Me
On Wednesday he came to see me after class. He was waiting right outside the door for me.
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SonstigesBasically js sad stories I make up randomly when in the bored. Some of them are true stories that are slightly changed to fit the story better. Figure out which ones are.
