"Since the day I met you there's one thing I always knew I want you!"
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Every bone in my body was aching, as i ran the street from David's house. Why didn't he say something, stop me from leaving, why didn't he do anything? Tears still streaming down my face, I stopped. I turned around to see if maybe he would come after me but he didn't.
A few days went by after everything went down with David and neither one of us texted or called the other. Maybe it was for the best. I assumed it was meaningless for him, he would probably flirt with the next girl in line. I obviously wasn't good enough for him, maybe he thought that i was boring or that I wasn't pretty enough. That's what at least what i thought.
Several weeks later
I fell asleep on my couch, I wasn't very productive the last few weeks, mostly hiding in my apartment, afraid that I would somehow run into David if I left my house. I suddenly winced as I heard a loud knock on my apartment door. I didn't expect any visitors so I tried to ignore it, i just wasn't home. But the person tried again by knocking harder. Now was up and on the way to my door. I opened it slowly and was shocked as I was looking in two brown eyes staring right at me.
,,David?" I let out, kind of confused and shocked at the same time. ,,Can I come in?" He asked, without any emotion on his face. I opened the door a little more to gesture that he could come in. ,,What are you doing here?" I asked in a quiet tone. He didn't answer right away but was looking around my apartment. ,, Nice place!" He dodged my question, so I asked again, a bit more stern this time.
,,I wanted to talk" he replied, looking down at his hands, fidgeting with his fingers. ,,About what?" I asked very curiously.
,,How i treated you!" He whispered kind of embarrassed.
,,Yeah? Why's that, how did you treat me?" I asked, knowing damn well how he treated me like shit the past weeks. ,,And how do you even know where I live??" I asked as I remembered that I never told him that. In fact I didn't have the chance to tell him anything about me, because he didn't talk to me.
,,I asked your friend." He replied shortly to my second question, ignoring the first one. ,,Uhu!" I answered shortly.
,,Listen..." he started. ,,I know that I treated you like shit." He continued.
Damn straight you did, I thought to myself.
,,And i wanted to apologize-„
,,Is that all?" I cut him off mid sentence. I wasn't in the mood for him to reject me right now, I could barley handle even talking to him.
He stared at me, and for a moment I thought he was about to start crying but he tore himself together really quick. ,,Yeah, I guess" he said without a trace of emotion on his face.
I was waiting for him to say something else but he didn't. ,,Ok then... Maybe it's better if i leave now!" He said after a few minutes of silence and us staring at each other. He stood up and walked over to my apartment door, opening it slowly. He turned around to look at me on more time, before he walked out. What the hell was that? I thought to myself. Why would he come here in the middle of the night to say he is sorry and then leave like this?
I decided that it would be best for me to cut him out of my life once and for all, but it was easier said than done...
