Wrong Number

number seventeen

Becca: idk jaz, i mean it really hurt. it was really hard for me to let myself love him and then it turns and fucking bite me in the ass. ik i can be over dramatic but am i really blowing all of this out of proportion?

Jaz: you really love him dont you?

Becca: JAZ! youre not listening!

Jaz: no youre not. you really love him so it hurts more. and ik you really love him cause he got you to stop texting like youre turning in a frickin assignment

Becca: he said that once...

Jaz: so if you love him so much why are you here talking to me or when we talk in person you get so angry and bitter. you cant heal a wound if you dont rip the band aid off. yes theyre supposed to help but the just keep the cut moist and mushy. unable to harden and regenerate new skin. so take that frickin band aid off before i do it for you.

Becca: why are you so amazing

Jaz: because youve been through too much shit so i think you deserve to be amazed

Becca: i love you so much jaz

Jaz: love you too becca

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A/N

dedicated to leila for being a part of my motivation to continue this story.

MWAHSIES!