Playing Games

Chapter 17

SAVANNAH POV

A couple of mornings later, I wake up, wiping away some drool from my pillow, and I notice a few dry tears on my pillowcase. 

"I'm so pathetic." I say to myself, sighing.

I can't seem to get over my own actions, which makes no sense at all. I know that it'll hurt for a bit, but I didn't expect it to hurt this much. All of this over a guy that I met less than a month ago, and I'm experiencing all of these ups and downs.

If this is apart of the falling in love process, I want nothing to do with it.

I'm tired of being moody all the time when Mother Nature isn't even raining her bloody cloud over me.

It's so annoying.

I sigh, grabbing the pillow and putting it over my face and screaming into it. Normally, I feel somewhat better after doing that, but I just feel even more stressed. There's no real point to any of this. All of these emotions are meaningless.

I'm such a dumbass.

I regret breaking things off with Logan, because he was so good to me, and I was just unloading on him about things that shouldn't even matter. I should've just listened to Xiu when she said that I could date him if he made me happy, but I of course couldn't listen and did something on impulse.

There's multiple text messages and missed calls from him, and I don't have the heart to block his number or tell him to leave me alone because I already did enough damage.

My phone begins to ring, and I groan into my pillow before staring at my phone. Brendan's calling me yet again, and I smile before answering.

"Hey," I groggily say, yawning afterwards. "What's up?"

"You said I could come over today, right?" Brendan asks, and I furrow my eyebrows.

"At this early in the morning? What the hell is wrong with you?" I shout.

"Did you not check the time? It's almost one o'clock." Brendan exclaims, beginning to laugh.

"Oh."

I'm not a morning person, and just the thought of waking up super early makes me want to die. Right after I graduated from high school, I slept in until two o'clock every single day, and sometimes I still do.

Thinking about the fact that all I do sleep most of the time, makes me kind of depressed. I need to do something with my life, whether it be traveling or getting a new job just anything to get me out of this monotonous, repetitive cycle.

I'm not a damn koala, so why am I just sleeping my life away?

"Yeah, come over! Let's just do something, anything." I exclaim excitedly, smiling from ear to ear.

"Okay, that was such a sudden mood swing. I don't want to seem like a douche or anything, but is Mother Nature visiting you right now?" Brendan curiously asks, and I chuckle.

"No, I'm never happy when it's that time of the month, no girl is." I exclaim.

"Okay, change the topic!" Brendan exclaims, and I can picture him cringing.

The image of him shuddering in mild disgust makes me laugh, because just like any other guy on this planet, he doesn't want to hear about it.

"Come over right now!" I yell.

"Okay, okay, stop nagging! God, you sound like my mother." Brendan groans.