Elliots pov 10/18

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It's been 3 days. I miss her. Had she really forgotten about me? No. She couldn't have. She loves me. Or at least she did.

Why do I always push things so far. I didn't wanna hurt her but I was gonna end up going to anyway. I could never love her as much as she loved me. She's too good for me. Id destroy her.

But,

Her not being here,





Is destroying me.

It's 3 am.

I'll send a voicemail.

'Beep.'

"Um, Tess. Are you there?" I waited for a reply even though I knew it wouldn't come. I'm starting to get delusional.

"Tess." I sighed. I'm tired. "Text me. So I can sleep again." I said.

"Please."

Sent at 3:09 am

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