oblivion

two.

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two

i was walking down the cracked pavement again. with my boxed chocolatey present in one hand and aidens phone number written on a napkin, crushed between my finger so i dont loose it.

my mind was scrambles with thoughts of him. thoughts of his physical appearance. thoughts of his voice speaking to me. thoughts of his kindness to me. no one really has ever spoken that kind to me for a while. it seemed like forever but really it had been just a few months since i told my parents i wanted to leave home. which had seemed crazy to them because i was only eighteen. my moms side of the family hadnt left home until they were done with college. but in reality, they're the crazy ones. after eighteen years, i needed a break from them. so, with my part-time job at the local Chipotle, and the allowance money i had saved up since i was twelve, i got my own place

unlocking the door, i walk inside my one bedroom apartment. walking into the kitchen, i smiled and poured myself a glass of iced tea from the fridge.

"happy birthday." i say, repeating aidens words. i smile again, someone who makes me this happy doesnt deserve to wait.

i get my phone from my bag and call the crumbled up phone number.

waiting, it rang two times before someone picked up.

"hello?" the voice said. it didnt sound like aiden.

"hey, its jade from earlier." i spoke into the phone.

there was a pause. "i'm sorry i think you have the wrong number." it wasnt aiden.

my hear dropped, shattered into a million grain sized pieces. i couldn't find my voice.

"hello?" the voice called. i was so embaressed. how could i think he would actually give me his number? and to think i got my hope up so high.

"i-i'm sorry." i say and hang up the phone, my face burning up of embarrassment.

i had walked over to my futon and turned on another rerun of Parks and Recreation. i sat there watching Leslie

now, what seemed like hours had passed by, i got up from the uncomfortable seat and headed to the fridge when i noticed it was already seven pm. and i still hadnt gotten myself anything to eat. i still had the cake, but thats not dinner.

i grabbed my blue pea coat to match my yellow dress and headed outside, regardless of the television still on. as i walked out the smell of the lavender bushes from across the street came over me. i breathed in, letting the fresh fall air fill and take over my lungs. i walk down the cracked concrete steps, past an ash tray with what look like a fresh cigarette and stare at the silhouette in front of me.