His Lucky Shot

California

Dante°

She's still ignoring me, since Sunday.

Three fucking days of her not sparing a single glance at me, nor talking to me.

Is this how best friends act?

She's been hanging out with that Aaron bitch too much, I'm her best friend, not him.

I know I said she's not my best friend but I said that because I know that idiot James works with Thompson and they were going to hurt her.

They tried the same shit on Indie.

She didn't hear it though, she was sleeping.

She's not talking to me. I need her.

Please.

She didn't even dance with me at dance. I'm, sorry.

She's leaving in a few minutes, she's hugged everyone, everyone except me.

After the hugs she went in her car and drove off, once again not sparing me a single glance or word.

"I don't know what you did but you better fix it before she completely cuts you out of her life." Xavier whispers as we walk back into the building.

He's not lying, she did that to her best friend of 6 years.

I don't say anything but I just go to my room and retrieve my hoodie that she borrowed me on Friday.

It still smells like her. At least.

I put it on and get into bed. I just pray that she'll be talking to me in my dreams.

I woke up on Wednesday.

I didn't have a single dream.

It's 12...

I send her a message.

My favorite girl🤭🤍: Ivy, talk to me please.

Delivered, she's active.

I sigh and make my way to my bathroom, I take a quick shower and do my routine before going back into my room.

I change into sweatpants and a shirt.

I check my phone again, she uploaded a story.

It's a picture of her with some cure toddler in bed.

'Missed this little cutie.'

At least she's happy.

I just spent the rest of the day occupied with work.

These days are so slow without her.

I'm on my fifth cigarette and it's only two. I checked in on her again. I'm still on delivered.

My hair is a mess at this point and I even took the shirt off. I just want her to talk to me.

I don't care if she yells at me and tells me she despises my entire existence, as long as it'll get her to talk to me.

She uploaded another story.

She's with another boy, her arm draped over his shoulder with a smile on both of their faces.

There's no caption, no nothing, just a picture of them.

No, she mentioned him in the post. I'm no stalker but I just had to check him out.

His handle is 'Micke_yy'.

He posted the same photo.

The caption pissed me off.

'With everyones favorite ex.'

I roll my eyes and throw my phone back on my bed, he's ugly anyways.

I start playing games to get everything off my mind, after sometime Indi walks in and hands me a sandwich, not saying a single word.

I don't want it.

I'm going back to sleep.

I'm pathetic.

The next time I wake up it's midnight.

I'm on read this time, that means something, right.

I just go back to sleep. Maybe she'll reply tomorrow.

.

She didn't reply, today I decided to be productive and go to work.

Felix looks at me with a smug grin, wiggling his eyebrows. I ignore him and continue my way to my office.

This shit is boring and everything is starting to piss me off. I roll my eyes and spin my chair turning to the giant window.

I spin my pen in my hands as I slowly zone out.

Ivy.

I miss her.

What the fuck am I supposed to do to get her to start talking to me again. I just need to know what I did wrong.

I'm going insane without her talking to me, it's been like 2 months now.

No, but it feels like it.

"Damn, you're really fucked up." Felix laughs.

I zone back in to see him standing next to my chair with a shit eating grin.

"Wanna get drunk?" He asks smugly, I roll my eyes, he knows I don't drink for shit.

"I thought it'd work." He sighs, I roll my eyes once again. He takes that as his queue to leave, Thank God.

For the next hours I stay glued to my work and whatever else, not checking my phone at all.

Felix left a few hours ago.

When I was done with everything I wanted to do I picked up my phone to see the time being 2 am.

My heart stops beating for a moment when I see the notification from Ivy on my lockscreen.

I quickly open my phone to check the message.

My favorite girl🤭🤍: Go home and stop randomly dissappearing, it's really starting to piss me off.

She sent this a few hours ago.

She texted me!

I reply.

Me: Fine.

I know she's asleep right now so I just shove my phone into my pocket and head out of the office.

I drive back home with a smile on my face, holy shit I'm tired.

I get home at around 5 in the morning, lord have mercy.

I didn't even bother to take off my work clothes, I just plopped on my bed and almost immediately fall asleep.

A few hours later my sleep gets disturbed by my phone ringing.

I squint my eyes to check the caller and I immediately answer it.

"Ivy..."  I mumble, closing my eyes.

'Hey... You asleep?' She asks nervously.

"No." I answer immediately.

She stays silent for some seconds before hanging up. I fall back asleep a few seconds after