One Contact

Sweatshirt

*Winters pov*
"Babyyyyyyyy" I pulled on my boyfriend's sweatshirt sleeve. "Why aren't you talking to me?" I whined. I was at his house making sure he was okay. He's been ignoring me. "Don't make me tickle you." He finally said a word. "NO!" He started to run. "Answer me!" "No!" I chased him through the house until I caught up to him and I tackled him onto the couch. I started tickling him; he's even more ticklish than me. "Stop!" He was laughing, tears running down his eyes. "OK, OK!" I stopped tickling him and he tackled my sides and I couldn't not laugh. I said amidst my laughs and many tears. "Talk to me." He stopped, falling back onto the couch like he'd woken up from a dream his face turned to a sad expression. "Someone told me you were writing some guys name on your paper, and it wasn't mine."
I panicked someone had saw it. "It's true." I just decided to tell him the truth.
"I knew it."
"I knew it?"
"Yeah. You're always on that stupid phone, probably talking to 'him'"
"You sound like my mom." It was my pathetic attempt at lightening the mood.
"I'm trying to be serious here." He sighed.
"Are you cheating on me? I deserve to know who it is."
I took all of it in. "I'm not cheating on you. I'm just...confused."

"I still deserve to know who it is."

"His name's Isaac. I've been talking to him for almost a year, and we've gotten really close. Anything else you want to know?"

"Almost a year and you've never mentioned him once to me!"

"I'm sorry. I don't have to tell you everything."

"This is kind of different. You would be even more mad than i am rn if I had been flirting with a girl for a year and didn't speak a word of her to you. YOU would be even more mad than me if you found out I flirted with a girl at all."

I started crying. Because I couldn't say anything else. I knew he was right.

"OK. I'll let you figure out whatever the hell you're confused about, but in the meantime I think we need to take a break."
"Are you breaking up with me?"
He nodded his head. "Yes, I am."
Tears welled in my eyes. I sniffled. He looked in my eyes, but I couldn't bear for him to look at me like this anymore, he wasn't even mine anymore. I ran towards the front door, holding in sobs. I ran faster once I got outside and got in my car and drove back to my house. I looked at my phone and opened the texting app as I laid in my bed under the covers. I started at both my contacts: Isaac and Babe 😍. I had a lot of thinking to do. I sobbed into my hands trying to relax and figure out what the hell I should do. That obviously didn't work.

a/n

Well that was an intense chapter I guess. Anyway I missed you guys so much and I missed this story.