90 Days to Love (Completed)

15: Old Drake

Trey Wiggins

"It's Desiree Love, sorry I wasn't able to get to the phone right now, but if you leave me a message; I'll try my best to get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you and remember, to have a loveeeeeeely day. Ciao."

I listened for the beep, "hey Des, this is probably my twentieth call for the past two days. Being as it's still going through, I know you didn't block me, thankfully. I really want to talk this out with you, explain my side of things. I need you to understand that hurting you has never and will never be my intentions and I had no idea of what was going on or I would've definitely tried to help make it go away. I was hoping I could catch you at school but y-." Beep.

I groaned, slamming my hand against my steering wheel and throwing the phone onto the seat next to me, where a bouquet of roses laid. All of last night, I had been ringing down her phone even up until this morning, I wanted to pick her up for school even but I thought that would've been far too forward.

Then, I had intended on catching her this morning in our first period, but she didn't show up. I was in class looking crazy with this bandage over my nose and a busted lip, that was far better than it was before. Rumors had already started, just seeing it for themselves made it confirmed it. My mom even made the doctor write me a note so I could take a few days to recover but I wanted to see her, that badly.

I let out an aggravating sigh and reached for my phone once more. This time, taking to Instagram. If that's where it started, I figured it was a good place for me to finish it. I had a good enough following, so my voice would be heard indeed.

I cleared my throat and brought the phone up, to get some good lighting. Once, I was content, I hit the option to go live. Being as it was lunch time, the inpour of viewers began. I gave it a few minutes then and when it hit over 100, I started.

"Okay, I know I look a mess right now... but I had to get on here to make a Public Service Announcement. Yesterday, someone that means a lot to me, Desiree Sanders to be exact, experienced bullying right here, on this app. Someone took a picture of us and decided that it was a good idea to alter that picture and add inappropriate and degrading captions. Dragging her name through the dirt and creating an image that did not match up with who she really is. I was going to stay silent about this, but I feel as thought it would be a huge disservice to her if I didn't say anything. None of those means are factual in any way, shape or form. Desiree is an amazing individual with a very kind heart, kicking it with her is and will always be my choice. At this point in time... she's not even speaking to me and unfortunately, it's due to the childishness and corrupted mentality behind this here, situation. I could easily say a name and point fingers but being the bigger person, I refuse. I'm asking you guys to please just learn from this situation, people are killing themselves over cyberbullying. Reposting, making nasty comments, even just laughing; you're apart of the problem and yes, the blood is on your hands to. If you learn anything, I'm asking that you please learn to be kind, instead of reposting, how about you report? Be a better person, because trust me, you never know what someone's really going through." I sighed and gazed at some of the comments and the hearts covering my screen. "I'm about to get off here, but to Desiree, if you see this or if you're secretly watching." I smirked, "I apologize on the behalf of the ones behind this and I, too am very sorry that I wasn't able to stop it. In fact." I pointed to my chest, "I kind of wish it was me..." I shook my head, "I miss you and I want you to know that I would take a broken nose and swollen lip for you any day." I flashed her a quick smile. "And please, I need all y'all to do me a favor, go to her page at d e s l o v e e and comment under her recent picture saying Trey is sorry. I'd really appreciate it." I heard the first bell ring and a few others that were in their cars, get out and get themselves together to get back to class. "Well that's my cue. Thank you, guys, for watching and I hope that the next time y'all see me... I'll be with her." I waved, then hit the end button making sure the live was saved.