Phone Number

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Bold- Effie
Italic- the guy she talked
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"Missed me?"

"*sniff* hi.."

"You have colds?"

"No, it's nothing *she whispered followed by a sniff*"

"Wait. Are you crying?"

"No.. I just.. *sniff* it sucks."

"Why? What happened? Did someone hurt you?"

"Yeah. Emotionally."

"I know we just started talking for like five days and I'm still a stranger to you. But can you at least tell me what happened? You're sniffing is creeping me out."

"Fine, I'm crying. But first of all I want to thank you for being there to talk to me because I don't have anyone else to tell this. I-I don't have friends anymore. Actually I only have one friend which is my bestfriend but she left me, more like I left her. "

"That's hard."

"You know the guy I like?"

"Partly yes and no."

"Okay, the guy that I told I love him was in love with my bestfriend."

"What the fuck?"

"Yes, fuck. My bestfriend which is Kaitlyn knows that I love him. His name is Michael. Kaitlyn was my bestfriend as long as I can remember, she even tell me that I should go on a date with him because he at last talks to me now. Michael is popular at school if you ask, and I'm totally not. Actually me and my bestfriend are like outcasts. Five days before I called you, Michael is hitting on me and I thought it was the chance to at last be close to him. So when he gave me his phone number and told me to call him right away when I get home, of course I did what he asked and then boom, it wasn't his number; it was yours."

"And that's when our love story started."

"Fuck you. That will never happen."

"Hahahaha! Okay, okay what happened next, why did you cry?"

"Michael pranked me. It was just a bet with his freaking friends that I will fall for him. So after I confessed my feelings for him, he just laughed at my face. But he apologized after because he told me he wasn't in love with me because he's in love with my bestfriend. More like, he's the bad boy who fell in love with the good girl which is Kaitlyn and I'm just the thirdwheel and the bestfriend in this story."

"......"

"Well..?"

"Pretty cliché, but different side of the story."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, I thought you were the good girl who fell for the bad boy. But your story is different because you're different. Am I making sense? I can now understand the stories of the bestfriend's side."

"It sucks, since I'm always the girl that everyone doesn't pick. I'm always heartbroken."

"I-I don't know what to say...that's why I rarely hang out with girls because you indeed have a lot of dramas in your lives."

"You're so mean. You don't know how much I've been through."

"I was kidding, I understand you."

"Really?"

"I think so..?"

"........."

"........"

"........"

"Well, this is awkward. Anyway, I'm sorry.. Sorry for what you feel."

"It's fine, and it's not your fault. I just want to let this pain out."

"Why did you leave her? It wasn't her fault if that guy fell for her."

"*sigh* I don't know. I guess I was mad. She didn't tell me she also have feelings for him, she didn't tell me they hang out."

"Maybe she just don't wanna hurt you."

"If she doesn't wanna hurt me, she would've tell me since the day she also fell for him. She would've tell me we like the same guy, she would've been honest with me. That's what bestfriends are for."

"I think it will hurt you more if she told you in the first place."

"What side are you really?"

"No one's side."

"I hate you."

"I'm just not bias."

"Fine. But I'm still more awesome."

"You're so weird. Wait, we've been talking for like five days and we still don't know each other's name."

"Haha yeah.."

"So, what's your name?"

"Secreeet."

"Aww come on!"

"Oh, look at the time! It's already 10 pm, mom will check me here and scold me if I'm still not sleeping."

"It's still 8:30 pm,"

"*yawn* I'm so sleepy. Good night um, uh, some guy in the phone. Talk to you soon! Or never."

"Hey wait!"

............

"Fuck."