Nerissa & Q

Incomplete // Part I.

❝Yes, I'm aware you're not on the other line. Yes, I'm aware we had an argument the other week and haven't talk since then. Yes, I'm aware that I shouldn't be talking to you because your a asshole, but I have to let this out...ugh, do I have to do this Oliver?❞

"..."

"Yes, yes you do. It doesn't matter if he's on the other line or not. You're doing this."

"...?"

❝Okay, okay fine. So, um, hey Quentin, it's me Nerissa. Look, I came to be the bigger person because you won't be. I am sorry.❞

"...??"

"That was terrible. I told you to say your feelings not make him more annoyed. Nessie do you even want to be his friend again?"

❝Of course I want to be his friend again Olli. That argument was something I didn't expect I'll admit that, but if you really think about it Oliver, I shouldn't have gotten upset over him not wanting something serious...❞

"...???"

"Why?"

❝Because...because he's not my boyfriend. He's my friend. Just my friend. If we ever became something more I would be happy, but I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions in our last phone call. He did seem to really care about me, I know that this situation between us won't go away anytime soon, and I'm willing to work it out if he still wants to be my friend...❞

"...!"

"Keep going. This is good."

❝I just, I never had something make me open up before. It scared me honestly. I wanted to think the worst and push him away before he had a chance to hurt me. I guess in all of that I managed to get hurt either way. ❞

"You know that doesn't make it okay that he told you he didn't want something serious and enjoyed your dynamic."

"...hm."

"Did you hear that?"

❝Stop it Oliver. He's not other the line. Anyway, um, I know that it doesn't make it okay that he didn't want something serious, but in the end it was both of our faults...so I'm sorry Quentin if you are listening after all.❞

"Nerissa can I just say that-"

"He actually was listening to you!"

❝You heard everything Quentin?!❞

"Yes I did. Now let me just say that-"

"Oliver here, um, Nessie walked away..."

"Did she really mean that? When she said she wanted to be my friend again?"

"She means it. I gotta go get her before she does something stupid like drown her sorrows in coffee."

"Can you tell her that I'm sorry?"

"Nope. You're doing that yourself. Call tomorrow. I have a plan."

"Can't you just-"

"Nope you got yourself into this mess. So, you're getting yourself out of this mess."