How I got over my Ex

How I learned to live without

A few days had passed since I had the fight with Jane. I wish I could tell you that she calmed down, we talked it out and we were friends again but we weren't. She was rarely home and when she was, she didn't say anything. She didn't even look at me.

I'd given her a some time but after two days I was starting to go insane. I went to stand in front of the door so she couldn't leave without saying anything to me. I'd literally locked her in the dorm with my body. I was desperate enough and it was the only thing I could come up with at the time.

"Move." Jane said, again without really looking at me. She kept her eyes locked on the door while her face was turned into a permanent scowl.

"Jane, can't we talk?" I almost begged her. I was biting my lip so I could keep my tears at bay.

"I said everything I had to say." She replied monotonously.

"I didn't!" I pleaded, silently hoping she'd give me a chance.

"Go ahead." Jane said all of a sudden. I hadn't expected that answer so my brain was working overtime to get the right words out because I knew I had limited time. There were a million things I wanted to say to her but at the same time I couldn't really figure out how to say them. I'd just made a stupid mistake.

"I figured as much." She scoffed. She grabbed the door handle next to me and made her way out.

My window of opportunity had closed.

I'd learned she was staying over at Dot and Ant. Dot had sent me a text a few days ago, telling me not to worry and that Jane was there. Although, when I asked her what I could do, she didn't really know how to reply. I had to figure that out on my own.

Unfortunately we weren't kids anymore. I couldn't buy her ice cream or invite her to my birthday party and things would magically turn back the way they were. I couldn't write her a pathetic little letter saying I was sorry.

I didn't know what to do.

So I spent the week with an invisible roommate. It was almost the way it was before the entire Chris thing happened. Jane and I hadn't been close in the beginning at all. We were always civil to each other but there wasn't any friendship.

The first time I'd met her, I'd been a little scared of her. I'd arrived with Chris and he was getting to know his roommate while I was making my way towards my own dorm. I had my suitcase in one hand and a note with the dorm number in my other hand.

Exciting nerves were swirling in my belly and happy thoughts about a new phase in my life were filling my head. I opened the door a little clumsy because my hands were full and that's when I first saw Jane.

She was putting her clothes in her closet but she hadn't heard me come in because she'd been listening to music on her phone. Every once in a while she'd hum along. I wanted to say something but then her phone started ringing. She looked at the device in her hands, let out a frustrated sigh and answered the phone.

"Fuck off, douchebag. If you ever call this number again, I'll make sure the cops are at your door within the week." Jane had yelled through the phone. She didn't wait for an answer and hung up.

I played with the door handle a little bit so it would seem like I'd just walked in and hadn't heard her moment of aggression although I couldn't help but feel a little scared. She looked tough with her black tank top, jean shorts, dark hair and big rose tattoo. Combine that with the phone conversation I'd just heard and you got a scared Lu.

"Oh hey! I'm Jane." She greeted me in a friendly matter, as if she hadn't exploded on the phone less than a minute before.

"Lucy." I told her with a weak smile. I didn't want to be roommates with a psycho. What if she decided to strangle me in my sleep?