I closed my eyes shut and reopened them. My vision became blurry again and I found it hard to breathe. I'm sending that prick a voicemail.
"How could you say that?! Love does exist. Your just-"
I paused. I hated how he made me feel.
"Your just afraid of it!" I couldn't help but scream. The apartment walls shook, and my voice echoed off the walls.
"And you don't have to be. Just let me in." I pleaded. It was pathetic and I was disgusted but I needed him to believe me.
I needed him to let me in, and want me back.
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Short StoryTess loves Elliot, but Elliot can't love Tess. He's heartless and cold. His heart is stone. Yet, Elliot needs Tess, But Tess doesn't know it yet. She's clueless and blind. (Not literally) their texts say it all. They are both oblivious. They are bo...
