~ Heathers POV ~
So my wifi has decided to fuck itself. I still have phone signal, but I cant connect to my 3G and my wifi has been turned off because apparently there are some "complications" Im guessing that means some 14 year old boy has wracked up a hefty sum on pornhub and his parents are unable to pay for it so the wifi cannot be paid for and therefore our supplier has cut off the wifi to punish them. I swear wifi suppliers are like the modern gods of our world. I text Hannah, my wifoo.
Me: My wifi is down atm, can you log into my social media acc's for me and let le sporks know? Much tank wifoo, luvoooo! 😘❤️😘❤️
Wifoo: Okee! I shall screenshot dis message so le sporks know dis is not fake. Luvooo tooo RIP @ wifoo w nu wifi oml 😘❤️😘❤️
Hannah then screenshots my message and logs into all of my social media accounts to post it, apologizing for my lack of activity/pointless tweeting and explaining I dont have wifi right now, so I may not actually survive life, which is true. She then screenshotted all of the posts she did on my accounts and sent those screenshots to me, to prove she did it, and then she logged back into all of her own accounts. I thanked her, then she left me to cry with Alma over our lack of wifi and therefore social life. If you hear nothing from us, its because we got murdered and couldnt even snap pics and post them on instagram to get help. So yeah.
After crying over the fact I have no wifi for half an hour, I realize that no wifi did not mean no electricity. Which means the tv still works. Which means nerdathons can be had. Which means fun times. I ran around the house, grabbing every single Doctor Who boxset I could find, before stealing my bed covers and bringing them downstairs, cooking up some popcorn and finally flopping on the couch with my covers around me, popcorn in a bowl beside me, tv remote in hand and the Doctor Who theme filling my ears. Oh, the nostalgia.
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Kellin: Babyyyyyy ❤️
Me: Yesssss??? 😝❤️
Kellin: I miss youuuuuuu 😭❤️
Me: Kels, you only left 5 minutes ago! 😂❤️
Kellin: I knowww, but I need cuddlesssssss 😭😘❤️
Me: But Im currently crying over Doctor Who, now is not a good time for le cuddles boo, your shirt will get soaked. 😭😂❤️
Kellin: What the fuck has made you cry 5 MINUTES IN TO A DOCTOR WHO EPISODE!?!?! 😂😂😂😭😘❤️
Me: THE THEME IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND I AM CRYING OVER IT AND THEN DAVID CAME IN WEARING THE BLUE SUIT OF SEX AND I JUST SIMPLY CANNOT 😭😍👌🏻❤️
Kellin: Oh my god. I'll be back...in 5 minutes to comfort you through this difficult and traumatizing time. 😂👌🏻😘❤️
Me: Ok thanks boo I'll see you in a bit. 😂😭😘❤️
Kellin: ...❤️
Me: HOLY SHIT DID YOU JUST MAKE A TERMINATOR REFERENCE IM 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱💥
Kellin: THERE IT IS!!! 😂👌🏻😘❤️
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I shake my head and rub my eyes, not wanting to remember anything else about that night, even though I know I've remembered it anyway, I just dont want to think about it. I miss him so fucking much, and although he says he misses me too, he probably didnt mean it, he probably just feels sorry for me. Fuck sake. I just wish I was enough. I pull my pajama sleeve up and see the little tattoo I got a few years ago, its over a couple of old scars I had, its a little text message bubble with a message inside it:
" Dear Myself,
You're not good enough.
Love, me. "
It represents both the way I felt when I created those scars, as well as how I feel constantly. The text message bubble itself is grey, as though my wrist were a phone screen and I was the one sending it to myself, but getting no reply. That is also the story of my life: not even getting a text back. Wow. Holy shit. I texted myself and didnt even get a text back and now that is on my wrist forever, nice.
YOU ARE READING
Just Wanna Be With You (Sequel to YATMIM)
FanfictionAn eventful past is shared between them, but they havent seen or heard from eachother in years. Why? What happened? Where did everything go wrong? Well, lets just say that both Heather and Kellin are as confused as you are right now. ~ COMPLETED ~
