"Hey, so I don't know if you got my last message."
Of course he did you idiot.
I slap myself mentally.
"Listen, Derrick, I'm sorry."
I slump forward a bit and pieces of my auburn hair get in my face.
"I was a complete jerk, and I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you."
I wipe my eyes with the palm of my free hand.
"Please, forgive me."
My breath becomes hitched and I press the end message button.
I pull the light blue covers on my bed up to my face, crying silently into them.
My life's a freaking mess.
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Kısa Hikaye"I'm sorry." Tears threaten to spill out of my eyes. Why won't he believe me? "Please call me back. Please..."
