Rose's POV
It's been a day.
He hasn't texted me.
Woah, I feel like a clingy girlfriend.
It's just that we even text each other when we're right next to each other.
I'm not used to not being with him.
It's like we've broken up.
Haha.
Eghh, I can't laugh without Luke. It doesn't feel right.
Wow, I'm so dependant on this one person.
Is this normal?
Never mind, I'm pretty sure Luke and I aren't normal.
I should text him.
I reach into my back pocket and search my pocket for my phone.
Nothing.
Sighing, I roll off of the couch, flopping onto the ground. With a grunt, I grab the coffee table to support myself while getting up.
I go up to my room and head towards my nightstand that's next to my bed.
I see that my phone hasn't left it's charger since this morning.
Woah, what did I do all day for my entertainment with my phone up here?
I don't really know, I probably just fell asleep or something.
Snatching my phone off of its charger I send Luke a text.
To: Hucifer Lemmo
are you dead
I hit the send button and put it on sound so I'll be alerted if he suddenly decides to text me.
Ugh, what am I doing with my life?
I'm 17 years old (almost 18) and I'm relying on one person for all of my happiness.
Joy.
I wouldn't be questioning myself if it weren't for this damn vacation.
Damn you vacation.
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Are You There?
Novela JuvenilA girl in America has a mental disorder, and she thinks she's talking to this guy named Luke. They're best friends and talk to each other all the time. The only problem is; he's not really there. Or so they thought. Discontinued.
