“I’m sorry but I don’t think we can talk anymore. Us being four years apart sucks I know. But we just were not mean for each other. Please do not try and attempt to contact me again. Love Brad”
I read that text message and ran into the bathroom balling my eyes out. I fucking hate Brad. I never want to fucking see him again in my life.
“Are you okay” Stella came in and asked me.
“No I am not.” I said and I showed her the text.
She read it and went on and on about how he is just a stupid boy. But never did she once say. “I told you so” I was grateful. Stella got a phone call so she answered it but she didn’t know the number it was Brad…
