My phone beeped showing I got a text. I smiled when my best friends name was written on screen. I unlock the phone.
L: I don't wanna say so... but I told you so.
*: What?
L: The picture.
*: What picture, I didn't get any.
L: Crap, I need to learn how to use this thing. Let me try again.
*: Okay
L: (photo attached)
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*: Wath the fuck, where did you find this?
L: On the inter web thingy. That bitch posted it and she wrote some romantic line underneath. Told you he isn't good or you.
*: ...
L: I'm sorry.
*: It's not your fault. Wait let me call him.
I called Tony's phone and to my surprise it was rimging. He answdred after a few beeps.
"Hello baby, what's going on?" I trye to sound normal but in reality it hurts.
I have asked him million times before we started dating if he was ready and he answeres he is completley over Papper.
"Not much, I'm gettimg ready for my next meating." He lied.
You snorted. "Oh yeah, does your next meating involve walkimg on the beach, hand in hand with Papper?"
He stayed quiet so I continuoed talking. "Oh jeah, Isaw the photo she posted. Cute."
"Did you fucking hawe to post a fucking photo?" I hear him whisper to her.
"I wont bother your "meating", so goodby. And oh... if you didn't quite get it, it's over." With that I hang up.
