“I keep pushing you away, because i’m scared you’ll leave. Everyone always does.” i sniffle.
“I promise i won’t leave you. The difference between me, and the people before, is i love you, more that you can ever know.” the connection with the phones is breaking up at this point.
“I don’t know if i can rely on that, she loved me, and she’s gone now. You’ll leave me eventually, thats inevitable. You’ll find someone better looking, more kind, less of a fuck up, and a better boyfriend than i am. I’m sorry i am the way i am, and i’ve tried to change but i can’t. I’ll always be a reject. I love you, i really do. And i need you to know that, okay?” i say, choking back the tears.
The phone line goes silent and there’s one long beep.
My head falls into my hands, and i decide i can’t take the pain anymore.
❝Hello, this is tech support. How may I help you?❞
"Well, I might have microwaved my phone...""
❝Ok, stop it Luke. No one would do that❞
"Um, I'm not Luke, and that was a serious statement"
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Highest Ranking:
#1 Short Story
Dates:
Started - February 2nd, 2016
Ended - May 23rd, 2016