Chapter 29: Deprived

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It's been three days, and Dean has been calling and texting me nonstop, but hasn't talked to me in real life. The only time I replied was when I was telling him to leave me alone. Though it seemed that I was okay, deep down I was hurting. I was running on a combined 5 hours of sleep, within the last three days. I would take small naps during random car rides and before matches.

Despite his efforts, Finn couldn't get me to fall asleep either. He would try to force me, talk to me, put on the tv until I got bored and fell asleep, but nothing worked. However, there was this one blissful night when I actually fell asleep, but my phone went off.

Not caring to look at the caller ID, I picked up,"Hello?"

"Gabi? You actually picked up! Wait please don't hang up, I know you didn't look at who it was because it's late but please hear me out," it was Dean, and all over again, my heart shattered.

I didn't hang up. I didn't speak. I was just there.

"Gabi? You there?," I let out a sigh as an answer.

I was about to hang up, but he started talking,"I'm so sorry that I messed up again, but I love you. I need you, way more than you need me. I'm sorry that I'm a dumbass and keep making the same mistakes, but I promise you that if you take me back it'll never happen again!"

"Dean you want to know what I'm hearing from you right now? Bullshit, bullshit, and oh, would you look at that? More bullshit! I'll agree with you on one thing, you are a dumbass. But I hope one day you'll be able to understand, that no other woman would've stuck around for as long as I did after all the shit you put me through. So I really hope it was worth it, I hope hooking up with Renee was worth it because I will always have love for you, and Renee isn't going to stick with you through everything that I did. We're done, it's over, so I suggest that you move on with your life. Hopefully this is the last time I'll ever have to talk to you, bye," I said then hung up, almost immediately bursting into tears.

Fergal was, of course, instantly by my side, wiping my tears as I cried into his shoulder.

"I'm sorry," I said through the tears and shortness of breath.

"Gabi, you don't have to apologize for anything."

"I do. Throughout all my restless nights, you stay up with me, you make sure I at least get one nap during the day, you deal with all my random outbursts, and you never leave my side unless you have to. Fergal, it isn't your job to take care of me, but you go above and beyond to make sure that I'm okay. I'm sorry that the burden of dealing with me landed in your lap."

"Taking care of you isn't a burden, it's a privilege. You are always so worried about other people that you never put yourself first. It's nice to take care of someone who is always taking care of others, including me. Being there for you is one of the greatest privileges I've ever received."

"I have no clue why I was blessed with such an amazing human being, that I get to call my best friend," I told him and he held me as my tears dried and as I slowly fell asleep.

~The Next Morning~

I woke up with the biggest headache of my life, I guess crying yourself to sleep wasn't the healthiest thing ever. Besides the fact that I fell asleep pretty early, the whole Dean fiasco left me with a combined 2 hours. Though I was wide awake, Finn was still sleeping, considering that it was four in the morning. Since I was up and no one else was, I decided to stroll around the hotel for awhile. I ended up bumping into someone at the lobby.

"Oh god, I'm sorry."

"It's alright, pumpkin," I could recognize that accent from a mile away!

"Paige!"

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