he sighs and walks toward the front of the bus, just to get away from me.
"ethan.."I call. it felt so wrong. his name. forming its way out of my mouth.
he turns slowly. his eyebrows furrowed, confused as to what i would say.
"can.. can i get your number? j-just in case i maybe.. change my mind?"
he chuckled. holy shit, that deep laugh. before i knew it, my phone was snatched from my hand.
my phone is placed back in my lap. "just.. think about it. okay?" he asks politely.
i just nod in response. fuck. i'm almost completely sure that was the hardest conversation i've ever had.
i exhale the breath i was unintentionally holding in my lungs.
i felt like my stomach was flipped inside out. my head falls back and softly hits the window.
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i let out a long sigh, knowing my feelings over ethan. i've already changed my mind.
in fact, my mind's been changed. i wanna forgive him. more than anything.
but.. i just can't bring myself to doing it. my scream is covered with the pillow over my mouth.
"fuck you ethan!" i yell into the pillow. damn it. i'm gonna do it. i'm gonna text ethan.
