chapter eight || choosing me
____________________she trudged her way through her small apartments door, a grudging feeling slumping down on her back and her heart felt stabbed with pain as her eyes filled with tears. she could never show emotions since the discovery till now. she felt her phone in her pocket, vibrating quickly as she seemed to receive many texts and calls.
𝓭.𝓳. 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 💜
11 missed calls𝓭.𝓳. 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 💜
we need to talk𝓭.𝓳. 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 💜
i'm so sorry, please pick up my calls.𝓭.𝓳. 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 💜
please let me explain𝓭.𝓳. 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 💜
you don't understandi don't understand what? explain to me how what you did wasn't wrong, cause i must be stupid
𝓭.𝓳. 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 💜
i never called you stupid.well you must've thought I was to have done this to me.
i'll miss all the great times we had together.
i'll give phil all of your stuff that is at mine when you get back.𝓭.𝓳. 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 💜
please don't do this𝓭.𝓳. 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 💜
babe pleasethe number you have contacted has been changed, disconnected, or is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this in error, please check the number and try the message again.
she felt relieved that she had blocked him, his main forms of contact to her now declined from him. she was happy that that chapter of her life had ended, sure she'd miss him and all the memories they made together, but seeing what he could do to her made her believe she was toxic, and she didn't want be stuck under his speed again, caught up in some delusion of how amazing he was.
she threw her phone onto the soft carpet as she flopped back onto her bed,
she felt happy.
and that's what she wanted.
to love herself,
for herself.
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𝓴𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓪 || 𝓭.𝓳.𝓱
Fanfiction[ka-lop-se-a] (n.) the delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are