Ever feel like everything around you is just crumbling? I do.
Ever since Jacob left me for the cheerleader slag I wrote letters to him. He never got them because they'd always end up in the bin in the corner of my room. Today's letter, different from the rest.
'Dear the person I care most about,
Do you remember us? Do you remember what you said? Do you remember at all? Because I do. I remember every love note you wrote, every late-night conversation we had, every good morning and good night text, every word you said to me whether it was good or bad.... I remember it all. Honestly I wish I didnt. You did what you said you'd never do and honestly I never hated you more than that very moment I found out. Yes, this is cheesy bit it felt like I'd been stabbed by thousands of needles all over my body. I felt numb. I can't help but feel that yo-'
I expertly throw it over my shoulder and clean into the bin. I'd gotten so used to doing it by now I don't have to look. I can't help but still love him, even if he replaced me with a prettier girl. Every time I see him or hear his name I feel butterflies in my stomach. Every girl feels or has felt this way about one guy and if you claim you don't or haven't then I'm sorry but you're lying.
It's been a few days since the party and the letter. I still have the letters hidden away so no one will find them. This is just another to add to the collection. I can't help but wonder who they're from and why this person is sending them but whoever they are, it must be for a reason. One hate letter and two love letters? I can't get my head around it.
After a really long time of thinking about the letters (it was probably only about 10 minutes actually) I leave to get a Costa. Ordering the same thing as always, large caramel hot chocolate, I sit down at a table and stare out the window. The heat from the coffee machines had steamed up the windows so you could hardly see a thing outside in the rain. Watching rain drops race down the window while sipping the hot chocolate is much more fun than it sounds.
When I finish the cup, I grab a napkin to wipe up anything that may have dropped onto the table. The next one I pull out has writing written on it. 07429699***
Who would put a phone number on a napkin and stick it in a pile on a random table for anyone to pick up?
I throw the cup and both napkins into the bin and make my way back home. I don't live far from the shop so I'm home in a matter of minutes. I change out of the dripping wet clothes and throw on a pair of Disney pajamas and turn on Sky Disney which fortunately has decided to start playing the Lion King. My phone buzzes beside me.
One missed call
From who, I have no idea. Before I have time to check who it's from my phone buzzes again.
One new message
I open it. It's from a blocked number.
I hate you. Then I love you. I want to throw you off a cliff. But then run to the bottom to catch you.
The only thing i can think is what the hell is that...?
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