Never Again

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A/N: I'm back!! Hope you'll like this update. Btw, the italic writings means that those are the thoughts of Margie, ttyl!

Again.

I felt comfort yet sadness when I received his message, I didn't know what to reply back to him. Should I ignore him? Because that's what I've been doing from the past few days. I made my final decision, and to just message him straight forward that, I'm okay. But I'm really not..

"I'm fine. Thanks." I replied.

"That's good to hear :)" He replied back.

His message gave me butterflies, it's really nice to see that he still cares about me. But maybe I'm just assuming things. You broke up, get over it. From that, my mind started to flow with memories and possibilities that could happen to us. I honestly miss him. But it's over. I can't do anything about it anymore, we're through. Maybe the whole time I was the only one in love & he felt nothing the way I felt for him. And I thought, maybe there was forever.

I was about to let a tear drop but then my mom suddenly entered my room with hot chocolate & a bowl of soup on a tray.

"Eat up, bet you haven't eaten lunch yet." Mom said.

"Yeah."

"Well, I'll just be in the living room. Call me whenever you want okay?"

"Okay, thank you mom."

Mom left the room while I played with my soup. I kept stirring & stirring, I just couldn't stop thinking about him. How can he get over me that fast? Did I even mean anything to him? I was drowning in my own thoughts. It wouldn't stop. And I knew, I still loved him. Then I bursted into tears pushing my tray away. I tried stopping by breathing deep & rubbing my eyes, but it just made it worse.

*Phone rings.

<Natalie ※>

I answered.

"Hello?" She started.

"Hey.."

"Why are you crying? Does it hurt that much?"

"No.."

"Is it about him..?"

"Mhm." I started to sob with a puddle of tears flowing down my eyes.

"Do you want Mike & I to come over?"

"No, I think I'll have some alone time for now. I think just need some time."

"Ok, you can always call us ok?"

"Okay.."

I hanged-up.

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[2A.M.]

I must've dozed off while crying, and my food is still there, but cold. I'll just heat it up. I went down to the kitchen to heat both the hot chocolate & soup. I walked in pain as my foot was still injured. I was starving but my sadness was hungrier & needed to be fed too. I knew my eyes would be blood-shot red and puffy. So I went to the bathroom to wash my face,

"Honey is that you?"

"Dad?" I replied.

"Why are you still awake it's 2A.M. in the morning?"

"I suddenly woke up. I'll just finish dinner and will go back to sleep."

"Okay then. Why are your eyes super red though? And didn't you hurt your leg?"

"I just woke up dad. And I think I can handle my foot."

"If you say so. Goodnight."

Then my dad went back to bed.

*ding!*
I took the heated food upstairs to my bedroom, took out my phone and checked notifications.

until something caught my attention..

Whatsapp Wil: Why are you still up?

I originally planned on ignoring him but I just couldn't.

"I suddenly woke up. What about you, why are you still up?" I replied

"Oh, I'm just thinking about things."

"Hm, about what?"

"What I used to have."

"What do you mean?" I was confused.

"You."

I was surprised with mixed feelings.

"What?"

"Dear Margie Jane, I'm still in love with you. And I regret what I did. Please forgive me..babe."

I couldn't believe what I was reading. This must be a joke.

{End.}

A/N: Soz for the short update but since I'm trying to update more frequently, I might as well update this part! :) Stay tuned for some more. xo