Monday had arrived. Mark was going to tell me his decision. I didn't see him at all during my morning shift. I got worried. No news was better than bad news right? But this just added to my anxiety even more.
It was time for my night shift. While I was working he entered the building with a microwave. I had a lot of questions. We aren't allowed to have microwaves in the dorms. We were only allowed to have micro-fridges purchased through the school. I opened the automatic door for him so he could enter the building. He told me that he'd be right back. After making another trip to his car and room, he came back to the booth to talk with me.
First, he asked me about my weekend at home and I asked him about his weekend. After the small talk he went right into it.
"So, elephant in the room. Yeah, I don't think it's gonna work out", he said. My heart sunk right then and there, but I had to play it cool.
"Okay", I said while nodding.
"We're still friends, right?", he said as he put his had through the opening of the booth.
"Yeah! We're still friends", I said while grabbing his hand to shake it. And with that, he left.
My heart broke as soon as he left. I could feel myself on the verge of crying. I called the office to ask them to relieve me for a bathroom break. I had to cry! I just had to! As soon as my relief came. I went to the bathroom and cried. I cried for at least three minutes straight. I liked him so damn much! It hurt! Sometimes, it still hurts. I eventually pulled myself together enough to go back to the booth. After talking to my mom and Amanda and watching Cameron Philip's latest Youtube video, I felt much better.
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Mark & Me
No FicciónThis story is told through the eyes of Jasmine, a junior at university. Jasmine started a fling with Mark. Everything was going great for 3 weeks until the "big issue". Things take a turn and get complicated.
