athena was cuddled up next to daniel in her apartment that she finally was able to get when she heard her phone ring, signaling she received a text.
she completely ignored it, proceeding to close her eyes and try to fall asleep, still cuddled to daniel's side.
the phone ringed again, making her groan. she then stood up and looked for her phone. when she finally took it, she got two more texts from the same number.
(661)-920-2036
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(661)-920-2036 you'll never get to have him again.
(661)-920-2036 he's all mine.
(661)-920-2036 you better get over him, whore.
athena oh, honey. you have to stop. i'm over him. YOU need to get over the fact that I beat your ass. also, stop being so jealous. it's not my fault that your boyfriend's still trying to get with me. you can have him, lol. go ahead, take my leftovers. if you text me again, i'll hunt you down and beat your ass for a second time.
athena ps. stop calling me a whore. in my eighteen years of life i've only had two boyfriends so you might wanna stop with that talk. get better and new insults.
athena didn't notice daniel was standing next to her, reading all the messages between the two girls.
"sorry." he silently said.
"it's okay." athena's eyes started to water. not because she was sad, but because she was angry, and frustrated.
"sh sh sh, don't let that get to you." daniel hugged the black-haired girl. "you said you still needed decor, right?"
athena silently nodded as she hid her face in the crook of daniel's neck, leaving a kiss there.
"well, let's go out and get all of this out of that beautiful mind of yours."