Emberly
I have been cooked up at home for days, refusing to leave my room.
Despite mother’s attempt to make me happy, because she think I am sad about Asher, I still haven’t said a word to anybody.
After my last argument with him, he has refused calling or texting which I saw as a good thing.
I wasn’t in the mood for his bother, he is probably over at the b***h’s house telling her that she is the most important thing in his life and he could never ever leave her.
I held my phone in my hand expecting a call from Evan even though I knew very well that he won’t call.
Our walls were just inches away from each other but it felt so distant at the same time.
He hasn’t been home these past few days and the house feels even more lonely without him in it.
Wrapped up in my bed,
I get a call
