Behind The Screen 🔞 (Completed)

Day • 5

Those words played through my mind like a freaking stuck record.

"Love of my life" what the actual fuck. I didn't reply to her last text because I kinda dropped my phone on the couch and just left it there. I just let the living-room all together. Left everything as it was.

- hey sweetie, you didn't text me back last night. Everything okay?

- everything is so not okay. I've never met you in my life. I don't remember you and you sending me a letter and a carrier bag with a pair of your panties in them, doesn't fuck all to me because I know 0 about you. I DON'T remember you Laura. Whoever the fuck you are. Why don't you explain to me why you've decided to come to me at this particular time of year and started texting me, huh?

She had to realise I was mad now? I'm fuming. I'm so frustrated because I have 0 ideas to who this Laura is and she's apparently sending me random shit.

- oh sweetie. Like I've said. You do know me. You've seen me. I'm 28 years old and I've lived Colorado my whole life. And I love music. And I thought I'd send you a little text message to catch up. Is that a bad thing?

Is that a bad thing? I had to laugh at that part, fuck sake. She has no clue does she?

- listen here. You still haven't explained yourself. Granted you've 'told' me your age and where you've lived and what's your favourite thing. But that still doesn't explain where you got my number or anything.

- see that's the funny part, because you gave it to me ;)