She left a voicemail. I pressed the button to listen to it and I put the phone up to my ear. It was only rustling for about 10 seconds, then very faintly, she said.
"I told you you should have broken up with him. He's mine." she said laughing.
Then the voicemail was gone. I dropped my phone and fell to the ground. I hated her. I hated her so much. I crawled into bed and cried.
I didn't leave my room for the entire weekend. I didn't eat or go to the bathroom. I was too sad.
On Sunday night I came out of my room and grabbed a snack. I caught a glimpse of my mother still sitting on the couch watching tv surrounded by tissues and my computer, which was taken apart.
Tears stung at my eyes. I shut the fridge loudly which made my mum jump.
She turned around and looked at me with red eyes. I looked at the computer and made a whining sound. Then i turned around and went right back to my room.
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RomanceTaylor and Matt are inseparable. Thousands of miles away can not stop their love. Even when times get tough and they feel darkness creeping in every corner. They try their best to stay together. Will they meet? Or will the distance get the best of...
