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As I woke up the next morning, my legs tangle in a mess with my sheets. I sat up blinking away the last of my slumber. I frowned, ran my fingers down my face.
"Uhhh!! I had a terrible dream last night, my "not" ex texted me."
The chime from my phone pierced the air, shaking off my thought, I reached over to grab it. I gulped as I stared at the screen.
"It wasn't a dream!"
I glanced through the text Folu had sent previously.
FopeFolu Smith: Hey, You up?
Been a while. How are you?
Are you there?
I miss you
Can we talk?
Text me when you see this.
Why does he keep doing this on and off. If I said it wasn't making me get my hopes up every time I'd be lying. Did something happen with his girlfriend? Was I a terrible person for hoping their relationship would crash and he'd want to get back with me?
I stared at the recent text for a while contemplating to respond or not.
Fopefolu Smith: Hey
My phone chimed right after. Now this is getting out of hands
Fopefolu Smith: Good morning
I took to my phone typing an abrupt reply.
Me: No!
Fopefolu Smith: What?
He texted in an instance.
Me: Stop texting me!
I wished he could read my tone from the text. I've honestly had enough of the emotional imbalance.
Fopefolu Smith: I just want to talk.
Me: What about?
Fopefolu Smith: Can we meet?
Me: No!
Can he not read between the lines? He probably could not because my phone buzzed yet again.
Fopefolu Smith: Why not?
Me: Why should we?
Fopefolu Smith: You haven't changed, you answer questions with questions.
I was a hundred percent sure he had a smirk on his face as he typed those words.
Me: No You wouldn't do that, You would not
act like you know me.
Fopefolu Smith: I do know you.
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Trying Love, Again
RomanceBefore I knew it, Folu grabbed my hand and pulled me flushed against his body and enclosed me in his arms. He tilted his head and sloped forward, smashing his mouth against mine. Gently pushing me backward until my back hit the door. And his palm r...
