"Hello? Hello?! Eve, I KNOW you're there!!" The voice screamed into the phone, begging for a reply. "Eve, please!! I heard what happened, and I'm sorry. I don't know what else I could say that could make it better!"
"Say it's not true."
A long silence swept over.
"..Please just say it isn't true... say it, please. .I-It's true isn't it. You never loved me. YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME" Suddenly, she was yelling "YOU JUST WISH I WOULD DIE, LIKE I NEVER EVEN MAT-"
"IT'S NOT FAIR FOR YOU TO PUT THIS ON ME!"
Eve paused and she listened in, full attention of his voice.
"You never give me the chance to explain!"
She whispered "Now's your chance..."
"I-I.. over time.. I started to feel more in love with someone else. I didn't mean to hurt you but- it happened. Im sorry but, you were always talking about your imperfections and- its not like I wanted you to be perfect!! I hate perfect!!"
Eve glanced at the ground. "You never said you didn't want me to be perfect for you."
"I thought you assumed it Hun, Im sorry. I want to be friends. I won't be able to live without you..-"
She wipes a single tear from her eye.
"If I cant be perfect to you, I want to be invisible."
A loud, angry sigh. "Eve, you know I didn't mean to hurt y-"
"Too late." She quickly hung up the phone.
How was she to know, that the boy she loved, her reason to live, her reason to smile, had loved someone else?
She sat on her bed and pulled her laptop on her lap, and signed into social media. Instantly, she got an array of messages from people. The fight had been exposed online, or had it? She dared to click on his page, and there she found it. A love poem to ,the girl he had loved. She read the poem intensely, feeling her heart race inside. The sweet gesture of his words made her melt in his hands. He knew all the right things to make Eve smile. "I'm sorry for all that we've been through, and I'd take everything back in a heartbeat if I could." Oliver's words rung in her head. She knew this was about her for sure. She picked up her phone and shot him a quick "Hey!" Before finishing the poem. She read on until she saw it. In bold print, the words read out:
To, Brooke Ambrose<3
She shut her laptop immediately.
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Novela JuvenilA story of the tragedies of a girl named Eve. A girl who learns to find herself, despite all the traumas that change who we are.