Uncalled For Love

Princeton's P.O.V.

'Ugh. I just want to die.'

I've been posting statuses like this since Deflap-flap hung up in my face last week. My depression has been overflowing since then, and I think it's getting worse. Then Again this girl I just added, uhh Riee, u her. She's been commenting on my statuses and telling me to stay up and be positive and stuff. I kind of just ignore her tho because people don't usually care.

Yesterday she made me give her my kik and we talked and she helped but this morning Ray "accidentally" messaged me a heart and kissy face emoji, so the okay feeling went back to shit.

I just got another notification.

'Prince, you Gotta stop talking like this. Its Not good. Kik me.... NOW.' Riee,  this has been her all week.  I go to my kik and open our conversation; I slightly scroll up looking at our previous conversations. She really does help I guess.

'Yes ?'

'What's wrong.' Instant reply. As always.

'Nothing.'

'You're a shit liar, Prince. Tell me what's wrong.' Fiesty, too.

'I don't know you. Therfore I don't trust you. Therefore no.' It takes her a second to reply but she didn't leave.

'You wanna know me. I have trust issues. Suffer from depression from time to time. You don't need to know me for me to care. Names Riee Johnson. I'm the most social, anti-social person ever. I hate people butt I'll love you if you matter. When I want to help, you're not gonna get me away without an explanation or me trying first. There you know me. Spill'

Wow. This girl is crazy. She's kinda like me tho. Am I gonna answer her right now, hell no. Tomorrow; I'll just let it out tomorrow.

'I'll tell you tomorrow on fb. Goodnight.'

***

I wake up to my phone ringing. I look at the clock and its 1 in the afternoon.

"Hello ?"... "No, I'm fine. When are Y'all coming back ?".... "Okay, bye."... That was my mother, they don't return until tomorrow. 

I roll out of bed and trot down the stairs to make myself some pancakes.... Twenty minutes later I'm back in my room eating pancakes like the fatass I am. I decide to go on Facebook an post something not so depressing.

'Good moanin' !' Not Even a second later my phones already receiving a bunch of notifications from girls liking and commenting on my post. Almost on cue Riee messages me  on fb. 

'Prince.'

'Yea ?'

'Sooo.'

'Sooo. You ready ?"

'Yesss.' I begin to type my whole entire reason for unhappiness the past few weeks. How me an Ray fought, he set me up, I forgave him, our first kiss, our parents finding out. Everything up to last week and how he.just replaced me like I was a bag of shit that needed to be removed.

'Wow. That's a lot to take in. Like he.. why would he even. I just don't get it, Yanno. Its hella fucked up.' I like this chick. She understands, she's not even dealing with it but she actually understands and cares.

'I like you.'

'Tf did you just say to me ?' Oh, That came out wrong.

'I mean like a friend, lmao. You just get me and no one else does. I like you, you're cool.' I explain.

'Awesome. So, what now.. Wait. Don't let him pull you down okay ? I know it's not going to be easy getting over him like that because you really loved him or...love... him. Just focus on the positive and if you need someone to talk to. Riee's just a message away.'