Shawnie's POV
After a long day at work, I got back home, to my house in Woodland Hills.
Things have been kind of peaceful with me. I was in my own house again and just able to relax and reset myself. The house is still pretty empty because I don't have any furniture but I have furniture in my room and that's all that matters. That's where I spend most of my time anyway, in my bed. Besides the usual, electric, running water, and gas, all I need is food in my refrigerator, my phone, MacBook, and a bed in my bedroom.
I had finally turned my phone back on and I set it on the counter in my kitchen. I had turned it off because Chris had called me a bunch of times and I didn't want to talk to him and while I was trying to sleep, my phone kept buzzing, so I turned it off and it's been off all last night and all of today.
About five seconds later, I hear my phone ding, indicating I have a text message. It dinged once, then it kept going, back to back to back, no lie about thirty times. I just stared at the phone, sitting on the counter for a couple of seconds, before I walked over. I was confused as to why it was doing that and picked it up.
I picked the phone up off of the counter and I legit had 42 text messages from Chris since last night. No one else called or texted me, it was just him. This is crazy.
I guess he finally saw the footage from the cameras and realized that I had moved out. I'm sure that's probably why he was texting and calling so much.i hated to do that but I honestly felt it was my only option.
I looked at the text messages and I was completely shocked at some of the things he was saying to me. Some of the text messages were nice and some of them not so much. In some of the text messages, he was saying how much he missed me and loved me and that he wants to work everything out when he gets back and that's what he intends to do. Talking about how sorry he is, and how he's hurt, and then there was a couple text messages where he called me a bitch a couple times, was talking shit and said fuck me. I don't know if he was hurt, angry, sad, or happy we weren't together but I got all of those emotions and more out of the 42 text messages that he sent me. I'm starting to think everyone is right, maybe he really is bipolar.
I don't know if I should respond to any of the texts. I know he's just going through the motions because I am too and honestly, I don't fault him for the good, or the bad text messages that he sent me. We both got a lot of things that we're dealing with and this relationship was just stressful all around and towards the end, things just were magnified and I know it's a lot to handle, so I'm not gonna respond in a mean way or anything like that. But I do know we need to talk sometime soon, just to get everything out in the open.
Just then as I was sitting my phone back on the counter, it started ringing. Of course, it was Chris. I stared at the phone for a few seconds because I wasn't sure if I should answer the phone. He could still be upset with me and this can be a screaming match but on the other hand, he could be completely calm and he's actually calling to apologize for the things that he said.
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Under The Influence
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