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it has been three months and i am still stuck in the competition, going back and forth between the practice room and the dormitory. i missed her so much, but there was simply no time to even send her a text. our breaks were short and we would be on camera ninety-nine percent of the time.
i can't possibly text her openly, right? fans would speculate and rumours would spread like wildfire. i don't want to risk this and lose votes among the audience. most importantly, i don't want to go home empty-handed.
everytime i return back to the dormitory, i could only stare at my phone, going through the messages she had sent me. it was impossible for me to reply, because even our bedrooms were filled with cameras.
one message, in particular caught my attention. "are we over?" i knew i had to do something about this before i lose her. i can't afford to lose her.
my gut instinct told me to flee to the bathroom and make my call there. "hello?" there was nothing on the other line. not a single sound. until i heard a sigh.
"what do you want?" her reply was cold and it sent shivers down my spine. "are you okay? sorry for not contacting you. i was just so busy."
there was a sudden outburst of sobs on the other end of the line. "busy? busy?! too busy to even reply?! can't you at least tell me you're okay?!"
i was shocked beyond words. my jaw dropped, wanting to defend myself, but no words came out from my mouth. the next few sentences i spilled out left me in a state of shock. no, it was beyond that. "can't you just understand me?! don't you watch me on tv?! i'm clearly fine! what are you so worried about anyway?! there are no girls on the show!"
this just led to the worst argument we ever had.
"what?! why are you so oblivious towards my feelings?! i was so afraid you would just leave my side! i guess i have to get used to being alone now, don't i? i'm so done with you. we're finished."
a tear slipped out of my right eye as i sat on the toilet bowl. my hands were trembling continuously.
"listen to me, baby."
it was all too late. she had already hung up. i guess this is the end for us.
- chapter 2 of 'simulator' is out! how is this book so far? we are halfway through. leave me some comments!
