Wrong Number - Prinxiety

June 19th, 8:54 pm

June 19th, 8:54 pm

Roman?

Baby please answer me.

U haven't answered any of my calls either.

I'm just worried about u

Please baby you're scaring me.

I'm okay

Oh thank the fucking lord

It's okay, I'm fine.

R u sure? It doesn't seem like it...

Yeah

Yeah I'm good

Sorry... but I don't believe u

U can talk to me.

It just, doesn't seem like everything's ok that after we got our finals back u just bolt.

Did u have somewhere to be or something?

U better not have lied to me and be on ur way to Seattle already

No, no it's nothing like that.

Then what?

I...

Come on roman. It's ok

It's like you said, I was just waiting for my finals to get handed back.

Ya in homeroom

So... why did u leave after that? It was like five mins before school was over so it's a bit sketchy

Oh.

Oh, of course

I'm so dumb

Roman...

Roman what grades did u get on ur finals?

Roman?

I just...

I tried so hard.

So. Hard.

Oh god

I studied for hours and I thought that maybe for once I could do it.

Come home with grades that my parents would look at and be proud of.

I... I'm so...

Dad is going to kill me.

Oh, roman

I'm sorry

U did ur best

But my best isn't good enough don't you understand?

Because all I want is for my parents to look down at me and be proud that I'm their son.

I work so hard. So HARD to earn their approval. To prove to my father that I'm not a failure and a pathetic excuse for a son.

He... he said that to u?

I fail my parents. My dad. I fail them, and I fail myself. Because I'm a fucking idiot. And I can't do anything but fail, because I'm the worst! All I ever do is mess things up and drag everyone down.

That's not true

Every year it's the same thing. I'm just a disappointment. I thought that this year would be different.

I thought I could prove myself, try to fix this...

Fix ME.

I just had to study harder, pay attention more, practice more, to make myself better.

Roman...

But it wasn't enough. It feels like, no matter how hard I try, it's NEVER good enough.

And those grades aren't good enough.

I

Am

NEVER

GOOD

ENOUGH

Roman, that's not true. I'm telling you.

But it is. I know it.

And dad knows it too.

I'm going to be in so much trouble.

This is going to be so bad, Virgil. So bad.

What?

What's going to happen?

What's he going to do... to you?

Damnit I'm crying now.

No, babe...

Shhh no, it's ok

It'll be ok

Have ur parents seen it?

No. They're not home. They're out in Seattle getting things set up at the new place.

They'll see it when they get back though.

Here, I'll come over.

Huh?

I'll take dads car and come over there. I don't want u by urself.

No, don't. It's okay. I don't even have a couch for you to sit on.

I don't care

But, if ud be more comfortable, u could come over here.

It might be good for u to get out of that house anyway.

Leave ur grades and stuff

Just come over here, to my house.

I don't want to disturb you and Patton

It's ok

Dad won't mind.

I'll explain everything to him before u get here.

Bring a toothbrush too, in case u decide to spend the night.

I really don't want u in that house all by urself rn.

If you're sure...

Yes, of course I'm sure.

I explained it to dad, he said "oh of course! Poor thing."

Okay. Well I grabbed some pjs and a toothbrush. I'm getting in the car.

Thank you...

Ur not crying anymore right?

No crying and driving

No, I got it under control.

Here, call me and put me on speaker phone

I'll stay on the line w u as u drive. So ur not by urself.

Okay

I will

Aw, Roman...