I woke up to the feeling of being frozen. I grabbed my phone to look at the time. 3:39am. Really? I got up out of bed, walked over to my closet and grabbed a big sweater and put some pj pants on. I crawled back into bed and re checked my phone, now that I was more awake
Text Message
Today, 12:26am
Glenn: Goodnight cutie :*
Oh shit. I fell asleep that early. Oops.
iMessage
Today, 3:42pm
Me: <3
Him: Omg, you're awake<3
Me: Yeah, I'm really cold and can't seem to fall back asleep :/
Him: I would warm you up, and you could come sleep with me
Me: That was really cute.
Him: I should probably go back to sleep until you're in my arms again
Me: Only a few more hours (:
He didn't answer after that. I'm guessing he fell back asleep. For those of you who are wondering, no. He isn't my boyfriend. Oh fuck, do I want him to be. He doesn't know that though. God, I wish he knew. I wish I could just come out and tell him, but I can't. I can't because I hate being rejected. I can't because, well, I just can't. It's not easy for me. I got up, went pee, put my hair back up into a bun, and went back to sleep.
Oh the joys of another day.
I know this chapter was short, but it will get better, I promise
xx
YOU ARE READING
Suicide Love
Teen FictionHow many nights does it take to count the stars? That's the time it would take to fix my heart. Oh baby, I was there for you. All I ever wanted was the truth.
