after all.. | raura

f o r t y - t h r e e

i'm on break right now, and ross has called me 20 times and texted me at least 50. i haven't talked to him yesterday, or today. i don't know what to say to him.

i'm scared.

i'm scared something would happen. i'm scared he'd tell me we're over. that he's with courtney.

i know i'm overreacting, maybe it's just the hormones. yeah, that's probably it.

suck it up laura. reply to the damn texts.

i sighed, staring at my phone as it constantly received messages from ross. i closed my eyes for a bit, then finally grabbed it.

i was busy filming? seriously?

i sighed, hoping he'd just let it go and stop talking to me for the remainder of the day. but no. he obviously didn't let it go.

shit. i started panicking.

he started typing, but i quickly turned my phone off and walked into vanessa's dressing room. i sat on the couch with no word. my mom was in too.

i took one of the pillows and hugged it, trying to keep all my emotions in. "you okay?" vanessa asked. i nodded. "y-yeah i'm fine" my voice cracked.

"you are obviously not fine." my mom sat next to me and put her hand on my arm. that's when i broke.

vanessa heard my sob and rushed to my side as well.

"aw honey" my mom hugged me and i buried myself into her, crying. "tell me what happened" she played with my hair. i continued sobbing, unable to stop.

i shook my head "nothing happened mom. i-i'm just a selfish girlfriend. that's all" i cried.

"are you talking about those pictures of ross and courtney eating lunch together?" she asked. i slowly nodded. "oh my god sweetie. you're not selfish. never say that. and don't you ever think like that. you know ross. he would never ever do such a thing. and i know you would never think that. you trust him. those are your hormones speaking, not you" she continued playing with my hair.

"laurie, dont cry" vanessa said, hugging me as well. "you're gonna make me cry"

"i-it's just that..it hurts me to know that ross knows wh-what she did and he still-" i broke into another sob. "my poor baby" my mom whispered.

"now stop crying, wipe those tears off your face and let's forget about this, okay? it's not good for the baby or you." my mom wiped my tears off my face.

i nodded. i love my mom. i love my sister. they bring me joy. i love them so, so much.

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ross

i have no one to complain to. no one to tell that i probably fucked up and laura is obviously mad at me. i've been sitting in my dressing room for most of my break, just thinking of where i fucked up. why is she mad at me?

what did i do?

questions just ran through my mind like it was some sort of marathon or something.

i thought of what happened yesterday. i thought of everything i did. and then it hit me.

courtney.

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sorry for such short chapters!!