Obsessed

Chapter Two

When I get upstairs, I go to my computer. I open the lid, putting my password in, and going to Facebook. I see I have a message. It was from Jack, my man.

"hey cutie... sorry bout last nite I was upset hru"

Hm... Typical answer from him. I type for a few moments.

"just because u were upset doesn't mean u can just say that"

I started, and I bet you're wondering.. You'll find out, but for now, just listen to the conversation.

"... ur an awful bf"

I wait for a while until I saw the chat light up in blue.

"babe u cant b mad at me u love me to much"

I rolled my eyes, I mean, I guess it was true.

"u still have no reason to say I'm a slut.."

I open a new tab to start my homework. Days seem to always go this way.

"lets change the subject"

He always wants to, acts like it never happened. He knows it too. I let it slide, like always.

"k"

I typed into the search box, "wars between 1940-1950." A lot came up, and I picked the first war I see. I get no response from Jack. Oh, 4:20 is coming in 6 minutes. I need to set up.

"Time for some dabbing!" I say to myself.

I set up my dabbing piece, and it's 4:18, soooo close! I heat my dabbing pipe up, and started hitting it. Soon enough, 5:30p.m. rolled around. I got back to checking my facebook.

"god babe ur not gonna answer me.."

I rolled my eyes.

"guessing u fell asleep after ur daily dab."

I smiled, he knows me too well.

"nah, u know me tho"

I waited...

                                      and waited...

                                                                              and waited...

                                                             but....

                no...

response....