Whatchamacallit

Gain Trust

"**"Good Day in My Mind"**

I woke up and texted her first thing in the morning after brushing my teeth. An email from the school popped up, announcing they were shutting down because of COVID. I rolled my eyes, thinking they should have closed earlier. I fixed my hair, got dressed, and headed out for breakfast. While pulling up to Chick-fil-A and ordering my usual, I got a text from her saying, "I'm up." We texted back and forth, but I frowned when she mentioned she had a relapse. I decided to give her some space and check on her later.

At home, just as I started eating, there was a knock on the door. I opened it to find my father standing there. "What's up?" he asked. "You can't answer the phone? Where's your mom?" I backed away, feeling annoyed. "She's not here, and you shouldn't be either." In my head, I was fed up with him and everyone else, but I didn't want to let my anger take over. I checked my phone and smiled when I saw her response. I considered her a friend, or so I thought, but I felt strangely compelled to text her constantly. My own relationship was failing, and I didn't care enough to fix it because the distance had taken its toll.

I thought I loved her, but I couldn't face her anymore. I felt like a sex toy with issues, desperate for my frustration to disappear. I sighed, moved my hair out of the way, and texted the person I should have been focusing on. The spark in our relationship had faded, but I didn't have the courage to say it. I just wanted to ghost her and be done. Frustrated, I tossed my phone aside and turned on the TV to distract myself from the nonsense I had just read.

**Hours Later:**

After finishing my show, I sighed and picked up my phone to text Kayla, smiling at her progress.

**Me:** Why you up🧐

**Her:** I just can't sleep.

**Me:** I haven't been able to sleep for two days 🥴

**Her:** It always gets like this during the breaks though.

**Me:** I went to sleep right after I sent that last text message to you. Or was it right after I got off the phone? You know what, my brain is dead, lowkey.

I saw her laughing emoji and laughed as we continued talking about random things, getting to know each other. I had never felt this close to someone before. It was nice to talk without feeling judged, and she made my day better. When I finally got her number, we played games all night until I dozed off.

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