"Emma what's going on, I saw dan runn-"
Phil came around the corner to see me crumpled on the ground like a piece of paper.
"Emma, what happened???"
"He's....he.....he's gone phil"
But instead of pressing further questions like I thought he would, he just sat on the floor and held me tight around my shoulders.
Before I knew it, I was in Phil's apartment, back with the couch that had a weird dip in it.
My eyes were wet with tears. As much as phil was trying to help, he was slowly tearing me apart as well. He was the closest thing to dan that could ever live, but also complete opposites.
I pulled out my phone, hoping to see a text from dan.
Emma🎨:dan, please baby, come home and we can talk this out
Emma🎨:I know that there is no way to prove that Nothing happened, but you just have to trust me
Emma🎨:dan I can see you have read my messages
Emma🎨: dan please reply
Emma🎨:I love you
And then it all came back to me. It wasn't dans fault, it was Adams. I started to fill with rage, and I swear to god, I ever see him again, I will kill him. So I did the only rational thing that my messed up brain could muster.
Emma🎨:you dick
Emma🎨:you absolute fucking dick
Adam👊: what
Emma🎨: got to hell motherfucker
Adam👊:ohhhhhh that thing
Adam👊:we did kiss though, I wasn't lying.....
Emma🎨: YOU SAID THOSE THINGS TO MY BOYFRIEND, AND NOW HES GONE
Emma🎨: it's all your fault
Emma🎨:I hate your fucking guts
Adam👊: heyyyyy calm down, dan being gone is a good thing
Emma is typing
Adam👊: now we can fuck
Emma🎨: god help the day that I get into bed with u you dick
Adam👊: oh come on don't be like that
Adam👊: do want me to come over? Quick sex can do
Emma🎨:WHAT DONT YOU GET ABOUT ME SAYING NO, SAYING I WAS IN A RELATIONSHIP, THAT I WAS IN LOVE?!?!?!
Emma🎨: NOW YOU HAVE GONE AND FUCKED IT ALL UP
