I kept my phone off through Saturday.
I didn’t want to talk to anybody.
But I wanted to check it.
Just in case he texted me. Or called.
He didn’t.
Wouldn’t.
And it’s not even like I’d know what to say.
Or do.
I’d just . . . I don’t know—go over there.
Have him come over here.
Something.
Not that he’d messaged. Or called.
The only one doing that is literally everybody else.
Especially Chelsea and I really didn’t want to talk to her about anything.
So instead of facing everything, I spent most of the day laying around, tried to watch a movie but I’d seen most of them . . . and I’d seen most of them with . . . you know, him. So I went to video games to try to pass the time. But his gamer tag was online. He’s playing ri
