After a week had passed Alexander was done with Amelia and her antics. His sleep was interrupted, he couldn't work well, he couldn't focus. If she wasn't with someone, he was thinking about her. What was she doing? Was she dating or was she just hooking up to get back at him? Perhaps he deserved this... but he couldn't handle it anymore. He went to the bar and used the phone there to call her.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Amelia. Don't you dare hang up on me."
"Alexander, hello," she chuckled. "How are you feeling?"
"You know damn well how I'm feeling. This needs to stop."
"Why? You don't want me, why can't I go do what I want? Are you jealous?"
He ignored her questions. "We need to meet so we can reject each other."
"You want out that easy? Good luck."
"Amelia!" he yelled as she hung
