This story follows a 21yo cheerful college student Jennifer Scott.
But beneath her bubbly and cheerful persona lies countless insecurities, anxiety and low self esteem.
After her broken relationship with her cheating ex boyfriend Richard, Jennifer...
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My heart began to race and my hands started shaking. My mind was in chaos. It was drowning in all sorts of pessimistic thoughts and questions.
What did I do? Did I say something wrong? Is he mad at me?
I decided that the only way to gain answers was to talk to him. I was dreading every step as I walked closer to his house. It seemed as though time was passing by way too quickly when all I wanted was for it to slow down.
I was afraid to face him. Afraid to talk to him. My overthinking brain wasn't helping with the situation at all. I was so distracted by my thoughts that I didn't even realise I was now in front of his door. Standing in front of it today was different. The calm, homely feeling was replaced with fear and anxiety. As much as I wanted to just sprint my way back, I also needed answers. I rang the doorbell and patiently waited for Zeph.
" I've been waiting for you, Jen. Come in," Zeph said as his tall figure and deep brown eyes looked down on me.
" So what is it that you wanna talk about?" I sat on the couch with my legs shaking uncontrollably.
Zeph sat beside me and put his hand on my thigh. I instantly relaxed at his touch.
" Jen, maybe after today you'll hate me. You'll probably think of me as the worst person in existence, worse than Richard. But I wouldn't blame you because what I'm about to tell you will change things forever."
I kept quiet. My head was hanging low and I didn't want to think anything. I was just praying that this was some extremely stupid prank.
" I spent days thinking about this. I've had sleepless nights and I've finally come to a decision which is better for the both of us," he continued.
" We should stop talking to each other."
My heart sank upon hearing his statement. I was confused, scared, hurt. I didn't know how to feel.
" But why? What's wrong? Did I do something?"
" No, Jen. It's not your fault at all. It has been me throughout. I've been lying to you, Jen. This entire time I've been," he said as he squeezed my hand gently.
" What? What are you talking about?" I asked with a confused expression.
" The feelings that I have for you are nothing more than platonic. I like you but only as a friend."
" Are you done? Haha, you got me good. This is a sick joke so could you stop with it right now?"
This had to be a joke. None of it made sense. I refused to believe this crap.
" It's not a joke, Jen. I'm serious."
" But how? You, yourself said that you liked me. You took me on a freaking date. You did all of that for me and now you're telling me that you never liked me? It doesn't make sense Zeph."
