After volleyball practice I got home and sat on my bed with my laptop in front of me. I reread through my story and pick up where I left off. Before I knew it, time had flown by and the clock on the display read 12:09 am. There was no way I could believe that I had been typing this story for the last 4 hours. I close my laptop and place it on the stool next to my bed. I get up and change into some long flowing pajama pants and a long sleeve shirt. I jump under the covers and start to fall asleep thinking about how I wanted the rest of the story to end.
As I am about to fall asleep my phone vibrates. I grunt just assuming that it is a notification from Instagram telling me someone has posted a new picture I could care less about. I reach for my phone to swipe the notification off when the name on the screen reads Logan.
Hey. I'm sorry to bother you so late, but can we talk?
I kind of want to ignore his message because the text message that let up to Luis and I meeting at the park pretty much sounded the same way. Even though I was tired I tried to remain conscious as I typed out my reply. Hey. What's on your mind?
I sit up to force myself to stay awake long enough to read his reply. Anna and I just ended things. Am I supposed to be sad? I am completely caught off guard. What kind of question is that?
Um, usually people are sad when they break-up. How are you feeling about it? I am wide awake now. I try to not let my mind wonder to reasons why they would have broken up. Deep down I knew it probably had to do with me.
I don't know. I care for her, but these past few months have been really rocky.
I don't know boundaries this late at night. If you don't mind me asking, what happened?
We went to the park near my house and hung-out for a while. Then when she was about to let me out at my house she just began to cry. She said being with me was too complicated. I said nothing and just got out of the car and walked into my house.
I'm sorry Logan. Break-ups are hard. It's ok to feel angry or upset.
It's not that I am angry or upset. I just don't know if I am ready for this to be over. I knew at this moment that he was not interested in me at all. It was a relief that I wasn't his reason for not staying in that car and fighting for her. Deep down I am surprisingly happy that they broke-up. The way Anna was treating me lately made me see a different side of her that Logan probably had to see all the time and it wasn't pretty.
Believe me. I was with Luis for two years, but it becomes easier.
Thanks Theresa. I know it's late so you should probably go to sleep.
Good Night Logan.
Good Night Theresa.

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RomanceWhat do you do when you're the target of a jealous girlfriend? Theresa, a high school student with encouraging friends, a perfect boyfriend, and an accelerating social life, thought she had life figured out. That was until a jealous girlfriend trie...