Chapter 5: The Reget

8 1 0
                                    

After taking a deep breath and trying to relax after reading what he said. I decided to reply asking what he meant by it. He didn't respond until the next day. During that time I thought of ever response he could send me. They were all terrible. I thought of only one good response, but I didn't want to get my hopes up on that one though. I never thought I would tell him I liked him and regret it so much. I checked the message he sent me.

*In Text*

Henry: I mean I like you but I don't know what kind of like it is.

Elizabeth: I know you probably don't like me, only as a friend.

Henry: I don't know

Henry: I will think about it and get back to you on it.

Elizabeth: Okay, that's fine.

Henry: I'm going to go think about it now.

*Back to Reality*

I want to just quit at trying with him. I know when he gets back from thinking he won't like me. I can already tell he doesn't like me. I'm not going to get my hopes up again. The last time that happened it hurt so much. I just need to learn not to be soft and to face the truth. But we all have soft spots, right? We all need to understand its okay to be soft, right? Wrong, or so I think. I just don't know anymore. I just need to finally let go off what I think will happen and stop worrying about it. I just hate how I am suffering. I want it to end

An hour passes before I get a message back from Henry. I check what he says. He changed the subject! How is that fair? Does he not want to hurt me? what is going on? I don't understand him sometimes. I think I need to just ask him later. This just hurts even more now that he won't even tell me. I hate this so much. I regret everything I have said to him. I regretted even liking him. Why did my heart have to do this to me? My life feels like it is over.

Hello, people reading this! School is so stressful. I have so much homework and classwork I have no time to write. But I will try to update when I can. I promise. Well, then I'm going to do some homework and practice a dance. BYE NOW!

The Love StoryWhere stories live. Discover now