And so Cobby finally answered the call. I was in my towel but I don't really mind, I mean, what hasn't Cobby seen before? And so I started to speak to him. This is how the conversation went:
Me: Cobby, you won't believe what happened to me this morning, you have no fucking idea.
Birthday Crush: what could be that bad I mean? I haven't had sex today, what's worse than that? And I haven't spoken to Alisha too, I really miss her.
Me: no shitting Cobby, Terrance broke up with me, in his car.
Birthday Crush: Oh nooooo, why the hell will he do that? That's so not a way to treat a girl. If i see him, imma beat him. Just know this. I'll beat him till he bleeds, he wasn't even the best guy for you. I told you when you began this relationship, oh Ell you never listen. Say something.
Me: silently crying over the phone
Birthday Crush: oh come on babe, It'll be okay. Don't mind him, I'll come home in a bit, hold on tight.
I hang up and went to the bathroom, finally I can have my bath with a glass of champagne. I removed my towel and gently stepped into the bathtub. I lowered myself in it as if I was about to drown myself. Why me? Why did I even make this kind of mistake, dating Trey? Chuckle, I should have known better Ellie, I should have. But ah well, this happens but life moves on. No! Life doesn't move on, maybe it does but it won't be the same, it so won't be the same. What Trey has done will forever change me, and break me, I don't think I'll be able to love again, on the real. Tears are trickling down my cheek. I don't know what hurt me more, that the girl was actually prettier than me and fit the standards of Terrance or that he slept with her.
I started crying, for like the third time. And this is so not me, I'm not a cry baby, I'm stronger than this, I tried to convince myself. But it just wasn't working, I placed my two palms over my face, and that was it, I spent forty five minutes crying in the bathroom, depressed much. I remembered his kisses, his hugs, his weird talks, his perverse life, his humor, everything about him. How much he made me laugh, and how he made me blush, and how he made me feel secure. I loved him, that I knew, but I wasn't going back.
Just then, I heard a knock on my door, Cobby was there. I shouted, "come in," and the door was opened and Cobby walked straight into the bathroom. I was in the tub so I told him to wait at the door, but we could still see each other. Cobby saw that I was crying and he started laughing. Like tf this isn't even funny, what a best friend he is. I am Just silent, looking at him, waiting for what he has to say next, my face completely straight. "hurry up and get out of the bathroom, you look pathetic. No, you actually look like a woman who lost her husband and her child in the same moment. And trust me, it's pretty ugly." He left the bathroom to wait for me. I grabbed my towel and wipe myself before covering myself with the towel, my hair in a bun so it doesn't get wet though.
As soon as I entered, I ran into Cobby's arms, and he hugged me tightly. He was always there when I needed him, and he came early, okay not today but on almost every occasion. His hug reminded me of Terry, yet again. He grabbed my waist and pressed his body against mine, like I'm his girlfriend, lol, but I didn't mind, I really needed that. He started stroking my hair and kissing my forehead. "it's gonna be okay princess, don't worry. You're in towel though, let it loose and let's start going." I jumped off the bed and punched him hard in the chest. He squealed like a baby and I laughed. He said, "yo, the fact that you had a break up and I'm your best friend don't mean you should take all your anger out on me. "
"I hate you, you're not even helping,", I screamed and rolled my eyes, why did you even come here in the first place? Do you have an idea of what I'm going through right now? No?? That's why you're acting this way." There was a moment of silence and I spoke up, " I'm leaving, I'm I'm gonna leave here, I'll go to another country. I'll change my phone, my number, my look, my everything." Cobby started laughing out loud and he asked, "did you find that on Twitter or a place where they encourage girls with broken hearts. Bitch get yourself together, you're not going anywhere," he stood up, "at least not without me, I'll go with you wherever you go, I'll always be with you, I'll be your punch bag when you're angry, I'll be your pillow when you wanna cry, I'll be your roller coaster when you're happy, so when are we leaving." I smiled wide, like really wide I felt as the end of my lips will touch my nose.
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Being the Bad Girls Best Friend- Slowly Updating
Teen FictionA young girl named Ellie finds herself in a situation, where she has to make her decision either to be a bad girl or be the good girl she has been taught to be. Everyone around her seems to be giving up on her, it's her choice to make her life's dec...