darcy | cole
ring ring ring
"oh my god. finally."
"you lied to me."
"what?"
"you asked what you did wrong. i trusted you and you lied to me."
"darcy, what are you talking about?"
"your name isn't david. it's cole. cole anderson. you go to my school. i've talked to you twice without even realizing who you were. and you lied to me."
"how did you—"
"how did i find out?"
"darcy—"
"remember what i said about wanting to meet you? well, i used the school's computer to do a little research. your friends saw me and decided to fill me in."
"darcy, i—"
"lied to me. you lied to me."
"you don't understand."
"i don't?"
"i can explain. please, you have to let me explain."
"explain that you got my number from a bathroom stall because of what your lovely friends wrote?"
"i—please, just listen."
"explain that you believed it so you called me?"
"i can explain, darcy."
"i thought you were my friend."
"i am! darcy, i am your friend. i—"
"no, you aren't."
"i didn't mean to hurt you."
"well, guess what? my heart is still a heart—breaks all the same. doesn't matter what you didn't mean to do."
"darcy, please. if you would just—"
"no, thank you, but i think i have all i need."
"darcy—"
"bye."
