The Day I left You

The Book

I can't remember the last time I saw any of my friends back home. When I moved, I thought we'd keep in touch, I thought maybe I could just video call them every night and things would stay the same...but it only took a week for my close friends to stop bothering to message me back or answer my calls. Out of sight, out of mind, I guess.

I spend most of my evenings just doing homework or gaming online with my internet friends, of which I only had like 3, but they're loyal and regularly asks me to hop on. I have to admit, it's nice to have someone who favors your time, but I'm also pretty sad it didn't take very long for my real life friends to basically forget about me.

"So, uhh...How's everything with your ex? Is he still on about getting back together?" Wade asks me.

Wade was one of my online buddies. He'd always been there to listen to me vent about my ex Ryan and his bullshit. Every night here in Australia since I moved and even before that in America for the past few years, he'd call me and we'd play games and just make each other feel better.

"Oh, I don't know." I said. "I blocked him on everything and he doesn't even know I moved so it's fine. He was starting to creep me out honestly."

"Yeah, the things you were telling me were insane. I mean, who goes through someone's friends list just to message the dudes they see and tell them not to go after you. That's psycho behavior." He said.

"Bro, some of them were my cousins, like what the fuck? No. Never again. There's a reason I moved. I don't want him trying to see me in person and I just felt like the U.S. wasn't far enough." I laughed and took a sip from my beer.

"I understand that. Some times I wish I could move too, but my ass is stuck here in New York with the rest of these plebs." He sighed and gasped. "Hey! Why don't I come visit you in Australia! I've never been there and you could use some company. Plus, we've never...actually met in person, you know?"

I hesitate and turn off my microphone for a moment to groan loudly and sigh before answering him.

I enjoyed his company and I really did consider his friendship to be very dear to me, but that's just it. He was just a friend to me...I didn't want to give him the wrong idea by him coming here and especially knowing what I knew. I knew he thought of me as more than a friend and he never told me so, but I ended up hearing it through the grape vine.

"Yeah, maybe! We'll see about that when I become more settled. I don't really want to promise anything and then have it fall through." I said.

"Oh, for sure. I get you. We can talk about it later then." I rolled my eyes and secretly just hoped he'd stop bringing it up. "I'm gonna grab another beer and we can play another round, yeah?" Wade asked me.

"Oh, um. Actually, I think I'm gonna get to bed. I've got an interview tomorrow in Sydney and I think I'm a shoe-in, so I don't wanna be tired." I said closing out my games.

"Ah...Alright, no biggie. I should probably go too. I have to do some stuff before bed."

"For sure. We'll I'll catch you tomorrow, okay?" I said.

"Same time, same place." He chuckled and I also.

"Alright. Have a good night. Bye."

I end the call and put my headset down on it's stand. Burying my head in my arms on my desk, I close my eyes and think about my life for a second and all that's happened the last year. Let's see, I've been cheated on, low-key stalked, moved countries to escape a psycho, and lost almost all my friends. I couldn't say it was the best year of my life, but now it was a new one and I had the opportunity to start over here.