My hand flew to my mouth as tears began to fall from my eyes.
Maybe he was right. I'm not strong enough to do this.
Listening to his voicemail, I almost caved right then and there.
"Text me, so I can sleep."
He hadn't been sleeping either.
Good. That gives him a taste of what pain he's caused me for almost a whole year now.
Why hasn't he slept though, if he doesn't care.
He must care.
Don't give in. He has to feel it.
He can't just walk over you and expect you to come running back after three days of no sleep, just because he asks you to.
Sniffling I picked up my phone and threw it at my apartment wall.
It shattered.
Looks like Elliot will just have to go a few more days, restless.
Poor baby.
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Short StoryTess loves Elliot, but Elliot can't love Tess. He's heartless and cold. His heart is stone. Yet, Elliot needs Tess, But Tess doesn't know it yet. She's clueless and blind. (Not literally) their texts say it all. They are both oblivious. They are bo...
