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Song for this chapter: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JS1g9ig2CWk
The clock on the wall read 8:00 pm.
The sun was starting to set and me being the loner that I am, had no plans for this Saturday night. I was currently sitting cross-legged on the couch with a bowl of cereal flipping through channel after channel, rerun after rerun. I finally landed on an episode of 'Desperate Housewives' that I hadn't seen more than once.
I sat the remote down on the couch beside me and my phone lit up with a text message. I ignored it positive that it was probably just Veronica wanting me to go clubbing, which I was not in the mood for.
I recently went through a break-up from my longtime boyfriend Jughead Jones. He said he wanted to focus all of his attention on writing a new novel, whatever the hell that is even supposed to mean. I think it was just an excuse he fabricated to justify him spending a lot of time with Betty Cooper, resident Girl Next Door. Don't get me wrong she was nice, but she seemed kind of fake to me and we never really got to be close friends.
Jughead and I used to be inseparable we did everything together, and everyone at school knew us as 'Y/N and Jughead' never one without the other. That was until 3 weeks ago.
Now, everyone is weird at school and even around town. Pop Tate seems to be the only one who still acts relatively normal. I've gotten pretty good at avoiding Jughead, I know his schedule from before pretty well so that makes it easier. Any change to it and Veronica let's me know before I show up at the wrong time. Our whole group has only hung out together twice since we broke up and that's how it will stay until things stop being so weird or until I can handle being around him again.
Another hour had passed by and I had shuffled my position on the couch to lie down. As much as I wanted not to think of Jughead, it was hard at times like this not to think about all the amazing times we shared together. All the late-night phone calls and sneaking out to meet up at Pop's for a milkshake. The "Goodmorning, beautiful" texts every morning before school. Making out on his motorcycle at the drive-in before it closed down and of course the sex. I was so in love with him...No, I AM still so in love with him, which is why this is so hard for me.
After flipping back through the channels again and watching bits and pieces of different shows, I sighed and looked at the clock again,10:30 pm. I decided to watch 'Me Before You.' I went to Video On Demand and clicked 'RENT MOVIE.' I settled back into the couch and covered myself up with the blanket that was laying at my feet, and pressed play. As if on cue, my phone started ringing. I picked it up to look at the caller ID... 'Jughead'. I hovered over the screen briefly contemplating whether or not I wanted to answer it, ultimately I declined the call and went back to my movie. A few minutes later my phone rang again and his face appeared again. I declined it again and silenced my phone. This is starting to become a typical thing with him, he only calls when all of his friends are out and he's alone. I haven't heard from him in weeks.
For the next almost 2 hours, he continued to call me and I continued to let it ring. As much as I miss him....I don't want to be his lonely call.
I used to be your "6 a.m
Hey good morning
Beautiful, how you been?"
I used to be a "we just landed
Miss you, you can't stand it
See you this weekend"
Now I'm just a midnight number
Familiar voice
When you start to wonder if you made the wrong choice
So let it ring, let it ring all night long
'Cause I ain't your lonely call
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