"Will you please ask him to switch his bus and not come to my college? I'm experiencing a lot of anxiety and my health is deteriorating because of old memories and cuss words and arguments resurfaces whenever I see him. I'm already on anxiety medication, and I hope you understand.
I'll only be here for just another month. I tried to talk to him directly, but he responded coldly. Sorry for any inconvenience, and thanks for understanding."
...she texted his friend
"First of all you shouldn't have done that rubbish; manipulative tactics and gaslighting things you did.This not your father's college, if you have any problem then don't see my face .Don't you ever try to talk to me again. Get lost !!! "
...he replied with his friend's phone
For the time being, this was there last indirect conversation.
(voices in head...) confused or clear , neat or dark , good or psycho ; is this really a trauma??? so this is what trauma feels like. (you need to pop this invisible bubble surrounding you...what's stopping you ??? fear...)
"Hey depression, she is always in depression. We reached college ."
...someone in bus
(voices in head...) where is he? Is he in college. should we check. He must be present...(hey psycho get over this its been 1 year he moved on and yes he is in college and not for you) No he loves me i know he is just angry i will make up to him and things will be fine (u have to move on there is no point in torchering yourself , this self destructive habits are going to kill you) i dated him we were together you don't know him but i do he was so nice to me he is behaving cold now there needs to be a reason (yes bitch reason is your behavior your obsession your desperation nobody can make you understand you are disgusting man seriously this is not love ) so what it is ?
WAIT...WAIT...WAIT...
This is kinda getting boring i know...but this is how exactly a overthinking minds sounds like. Emotions are toughest to deal with as a human and specially for girls , they literally get a reset on it every month...fucking annoying isn't it. Back to the story...
The scorching brightness of the sun and the hot wind brushing against her cheeks intensified her discomfort. Despite the blazing sun, its rays seemed to have no impact on her or her thoughts. She stood at the nearest bus stop from the college, waiting for the college buses to depart, determined to avoid encountering him. Even the faintest hint of his presence reignited the emotional turmoil she had struggled to bury two months prior.
(voices in head...)(...numb...so how we are going to feel now,... ohh listen!!! not so dead Cinderella without prince... I know what you are thinking and that's a very stupid idea) but it's not wrong to look for yourself I am going to knock the door of his flat yes i have decided (seriously after ghosting him for 2 months and putting him in so much trouble you still want him to act as a link between you both ) i guess yesss maybe... (you are definitely a selfish psycho bitch) but wait it's nothing wrong, to ask him to help , it's really tough to handle emotions and i can't move on...so yess I am going there (you can move on but it hurts still...i know...just go...and don't you dare to forget what happened last time...) I remember it ....it stole away my sleep, leaving me restless and weary, I remember (so better be careful...)
With a mind consumed by numb chaos, she made her way to his apartment. Flat 306. There she stood, trembling before his door, unable to muster the courage to knock, her eyes fixed upon it. Guilt, restlessness, and confusion enveloped her being, casting shadows upon her already troubled soul.
Without further hesitation, she dialed his number. The call connected, and her breath caught in her throat. Summoning all her courage, she took a deep breath and uttered, "Hey, open the door. I'm standing outside." The silence hung heavy, each passing moment feeling like an eternity. Then, slowly, the door creaked open, unveiling what lay beyond with an air of anticipation and uncertainty....
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Romance"First of all you shouldn't have done that rubbish; manipulative tactics and gaslighting things you did. Don't you ever try to talk to me again. Get lost !!! "...he texted. So yess this happened... this is my story who am i btw ??? for now conside...
