“Hey, Baby. Why didn’t you text me back? Are you still upset I took you out? It was only for a few hours.”
“If I say yes, will you leave me alone for the night? I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” I replied.
Tomorrow was the day I left, so there would be no more talking.
“I feel like you’re lying to me. You’re planning something, something that is going to hurt me. You have never agreed to talk to me.”
“I have enough going on right now. I don’t need you adding to it.”
“Want to talk about it?”
“No, not with you. Goodbye,” I said and hung up. Talking to him wasn’t going to help. In fact, it would make matters worse.
You’re leaving me. You are really going to do it. I’m not stupid, Baby. You know, you don’t have to go.
My stalker is always so smart. But I didn’t message him back. I just clo
