-seven days after-

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It's been exactly a week since you last talked to me. These past seven days were hell; torture. I thought I would never make it this long without him. The entire time, I felt like someone had put me on autopilot. I got up everyday, went to school, and came home, but barely noticed anything. My mind went blank the moment you left me.
To distract myself, I open up Twitter and scroll through my timeline. I had been doing this for a few minutes before I stumble across one of Brian's tweets. He unfollowed me right away, but for some reason, he hadn't blocked me. I hadn't either, I hadn't even unfollowed him. I couldn't get myself to do it. And as dumb as I am, I open up his profile and read his most recent tweets:


youngk93: hate feeling upset without having anyone to talk to
7:31PM – 17 Jan 14


youngk93: still trying to figure out if I made the right choice
8:01AM – 16 Jan 14


youngk93: pizza date with my best friend~kkkkk jaehyungparkian forever
9:28 PM - 09 Jan 14


Is he talking about me in those tweets? He has to be... who else would he be talking about? I stare at the most recent tweets on his profile. My heart starts pounding like crazy and my hands start to shake. Simultaneously, my body gets ice-cold and feverishly hot. Is he starting to regret it? Maybe if I call him and let him know I am still here for him, we can make up and become friends again!
I dial his phone number, which I had memorized a long time ago. I am nervous; I hesitate. I start doubting my decision. Maybe I was just reading into things and he isn't actually talking about me in those tweets, but I figure I should try talking to him anyway. I shouldn't let this opportunity pass just because I am scared. as hell
I take a deep breath and hit the 'Call' button. At 7:38PM, I make the fatal mistake of calling him.
Brian doesn't answer the call, but he doesn't ignore it either; he just declines it. Right away. I should've seen that coming. I open KakaoTalk and send him a message.


Jae: Brian, are you okay?
Burger Kang: I don't think that's any of your business.
Jae: I am worried...I saw your tweets.
Burger Kang: I don't care. Shut up.
Jae: Were you talking about me?
Burger Kang: The world doesn't revolve around you, Jae.
Jae: Can I call you?
Jae: Please?
Jae: I want to talk to you.
Burger Kang: Well it must suck to be you. I don't want to talk to you. I am done talking to you. I am done with you.
Jae: Brian, please. I don't want us to be fighting like this.
Burger Kang: Sucks to be you.
Burger Kang: Just shut the fuck up
Burger Kang: And
Burger Kang: Leave
Burger Kang: Me
Burger Kang: Alone!!!!!!!


And with that, he stops answering me. I don't notice that I'm crying until a tear lands on my phone screen. I wipe it away and wipe the rest of the tears from my face. I can't believe he's still mad at me. I never did anything to make him hate me so much.
I turn my phone off and put it on my nightstand. Still crying, I curl up in my bed and turn off the lamp on my nightstand. It takes me a long time, but eventually, I manage to cry myself to sleep.

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