Why?

Chapter 2. Fear

It's 7:30am and I'm sitting in class missing the lecture because Alex is on my mind. Why am I so obsessed with this girl? Although four years of a relationship is hard to let go, I shouldn't waste my time thinking about someone who has already moved on.

"Miss Perkins, who is Eros?"

My philosophy teacher tried to catch me slipping but little does he know I'm a fan of mythology.

"Eros... he's the god of love." I retorted.

"Hmm. Seems like you're actually paying attention and not just starring at your phone." He said.

"Well Professor Hawk, I would like to consider myself as a young Socrates, the philosopher who knows nothing but love. I just wish to not be assassinated like he was." I chuckled.

"That's a debatable statement." He said as he glared at me.

Class ended but I couldn't help but to feel lucky that I already had previous knowledge on Eros. The last thing I wanted to do was look like a complete idiot in front of the whole class. Unfortunately, my other class subjects doesn't interest me so surviving this day is looking more and more impossible.

The day was finally coming to a end as I walked out my last class. Just as I was walking I received a phone call.

"Hello?"

"Jordan! I have some tea for you." his voice echoed loudly.

"No thanks, I'm not thirsty." I said while rolling my eyes.

"Girl, everyone knows you never turn down tea, literally." he laughed. "But you just have to know this, it's about Alex."

He had my full attention at the mention of her name.

"Jeremy, tell me everything." I said anxiously.

"Mm, never mind because you seem like you really don't want to know."

"BOY! I swear if you don't tell-"

He cut me off. "Okay, Okay. I'm playing with you anyway. So I just found out through a friend that Alex misses you and wants to start back talking to you. You need to text her right now."

"There's no way I'm doing that. For one thing, when we broke up, I deleted everything I had of her even her number. Two, how do I know that this is true? Three, how can I face her now when I can't even stand to think about her?" I asked furiously.

"I understand that you're afraid of what she'll say but even if it goes bad at least you'll get the closure you need. Also, stop lying, you know you kept her number because you've been waiting for her name to pop up on your phone since you two broke up. " He said with a attitude.

"I hate that you know me so well but you're right. I need to talk to her definitely. My ride just pulled up so I'll call you later Jeremy." I said.

"I'm always right." he laughed conceitedly. "But okay, talk to you later. Keep me posted." He said as he hung up.

Jeremy was absolutely right about me being afraid to speak to Alex. Crazy how  years of communication can easily turn into zero. How will I trust anything that comes out of her mouth? Maybe I should tell her about herself and walk away. Or I could curse her out and be really cruel. But no matter how much I want to hate that girl, I could never truly hate her. It's not in me to be an asshole to anyone especially someone I love.