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Chapter 9

Rejection. Confusion. Shame. Curiousity. I don't even know how to feel right now! Like, in many ways, I just want to know what's up with Finn. But on the other hand, I'm so angry. He stood me up! And he hasn't even had the decency to tell me why.

Damn boys. Why do they have to be so confusing all the time? Why did I have to fall for the one guy who I obviously know nothing about?

I'm so confused as to what I should do. I mean, I could call him and ask whats up or I can just pretend like nothings happened. Maybe I should just wait for him to call me. That's if he even does. To be honest, he has already called. And texted. In fact, he did so multiple times. But even still, he left no explaination whats so ever. All he said was to not go to his house. Like whats that's supposed to mean!

So I met his father. Big woop! It's his father. Why his father is here, well, that's another question I don't have answered. Finn obviously doesn't tell me anything. And I guess he doesnt have to, it's not like we're officially dating or anything.

God this is all so complicated. I let out a massive groan of frustration.

I toss up possible alternatives in my head. Maybe I should just call him. I pull out my phone and stare at his number for a good five or so minutes.

My hand hovers over the call button. I take a breath and decide to just take a risk. I mean, whats the worse thing that could happen? He rejects me again? Or maybe he rejects me even more? Maybe he tells me that I'm annoying... Oh God. My stomach rumbles nervously.

But then again, maybe he'll just tell me the truth straight out. What do I do?

You know what, fuck it. I'll just call him. I press the call button and hold the phone to my ear. I hear the phone ring and wait for him to answer. It rings once, and then twice and then... I freak out and click the end button. Fuck.

I throw my phone across the room stupidly. What have I done?

I take a deep breath and go to pick up my phone off the floor. I find my phone faced down. I turn it around, and am surprised to see that I have officially broken my phone. Fuck. 

In desperation I try to fix it. I hold down the on button and wait. Nothing turns on. FUCK!

I rip out the battery and then shove it back in. I close my eyes and make a wish. This phone has to work, my parents are going to kill me if I've broken it.

I open my eyes and am relieved when I see a little light shining through my cracked screen. Thank God.

The phone turns on and I take a breath of relief. I practically fall back on to my bed and sigh in happiness.

I stare at the ceiling for a couple of moments and then take my phone to my face. I stare at the screen and see that I have a missed call and a message.

After looking through my call log, I realise that the call is from Finn. My happiness immediately fades away. Fuck. I bite my lip nervously and then go to my messages with hesitation.

'You okay Ana? x'

Am I okay? Really? What does he expect? His text immediately makes me angry. Once again, no explanation or anything like that. Just nothing.

I roll my eyes at the phone and go to throw it against the wall again. I look back at my half cracked phone and then think again. Maybe not.

I think about what to do when my phone buzzes suddenly. It's Fiinn texting me again.

'Ana do you even read your text messages? x'

I have to look at that twice. Is he being serious? How dare he ask that.