Amy's p.o.v.
April 19, 2019
Rachel
Rachel:hey amy
Sent:4:36pmAmy:Hey, stranger.
Sent:4:37pmRachel:i cant believe ur still going with that 😊
Sent:4:38pmAmy:Yep! It's our thing.
Sent:4:38pmRachel:yeah...
Sent:4:39pmAmy:What's wrong?
Sent:4:40pmRachel:michael broke up with me 😳
Sent:4:41pmAmy:Oh no! I'm so sorry, Rachel. Are you okay?
Sent:4:42pmRachel:no
Sent:4:42pmRachel:ive dealt with breakups before before but michael didn't even talk to me in person
Sent:4:43pmRachel:he just sent his friend to do it...
Sent:4:43pmAmy:What an asshole! 😠
Sent:4:44pmRachel:yeah ik
Sent:4:45pmAmy:How long were you guys together?
Sent:4:46pmRachel:7 months
Sent:4:47pmAmy:Damn. Rachel, I'm so sorry that happened to you. He's a jerk.
Sent:4:48pmRachel:yeah I think he just wanted me for sex 😟
Sent:4:49pmAmy:I hate people like that. They're such dicks.
Sent:4:50pmR
achel:i honestly don't know what to do
Sent:4:41pmAmy:I'm gonna FaceTime you.
Sent:4:42pmI pushed the call button and fixed my hair. Rachel appeared on my screen. Her eyes were red and she was curled up in a big, fluffy blanket. She sat criss crossed with a tub of ice-cream and a spoon. I smiled her.
"Hey," I said tenderly.
"Hey..." she said back in practically a whisper. For a few moments she eat some ice cream.
"How are you?" I asked patiently.
"I don't know. I feel really hurt and confused. One moment I love him, but the next my feelings are being torn to shreds." I wouldn't comment on how she deserved better, because that's just a jerk move. I didn't want to make this about me and my feelings.
Right now, she needs me as a friend more than anything. Not me telling her I have a crush on her.
"I know how you feel. It hurts really bad, huh? Knowing that things were different a week ago," I said, knowing the pain she's going through. "If you could go back, do you wish you could do something different, so that you didn't break up?"
"No, I don't think so. I honestly don't know what I did wrong. I don't want to know either. He's just a jerk," she sniffed. I nodded in agreement. "I got an A on my Calculus test." I could tell she didn't want to talk about it anymore, so I didn't press on the subject.
"That's great, Rachel! Looks like your hard work payed off."
"Well, I couldn't have done it without you," she admitted.
"Oh please! I didn't help at all. That was all you. I just gave you a little nudge in the right direction," I said and crossed my arms.
"But I wasn't smart, until you started tutoring me." She laughed and I smiled.
"Oh, yes, you were. You just needed a better teacher."
"True. You are a good teacher. Better than Mr. Williams." We both laughed.
Even if you don't ship it, you have admit that was sweet. I liked the part where Amy didn't make it about her, because I hate when people do that. Like, after a breakup, someone with a crush on you goes "You deserve someone better. Someone like me.". I just hate it when that happens, because they just went through a breakup and they want a friend, not a new relationship.
Anyways, we are getting there. Slowly but surely. I apologize for the undeveloped characters. I'm still figuring out Rachel and Amy as well. As I go along, I get to understand the characters more.
Loveya
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