Feelings?
791 Words
I dont know if I have said this before, but i hate that damn name. "Knew the real you would come out," I screamed as I exited the car. I run to the front door, unlocked the door, and ran inside locking it behind me.
I run upstairs, tossing my backpack on my bed before I sprawl out across it. My thoughts just rushing around from the last minutes with Jacob. What was his point? I hate that I even still liked him. He wasnt always this bad. He used to be nice to me. Boys they are stupid and complicated.
Downstairs, I happily rushed to the kitchen to make dinner for me since nobody will be home til morning with me. I get out all the ingredients I need to cook. Tonight I decided after the day I had that I wanted buffalo wings. I add the sauce to the wings after frying them up. I poured ranch in a condiments container and took my food to my room with a glass of peach sweet tea.
After eating, I put on some music to prepare myself for the mountain of homework I had to get done. Just as I finished my first assignment, I got a text message from the mystery number again. [Hey I think I'm almost ready to tell you who I am. But I'm a little shy still because I dont think you will feel the same way for me.] I quickly started to text back.[You might right seeing as this is all a joke to harrass me with lies.] I sat and waited for a text but there was no quick reply. I sat the phone down and returned to doing my school work. Buzz! Another text. [This isn't a joke. I would never joke about my feelings. Its just....] And that is where the message ended. If this wasnt a joke, then what does this mean? Did this person say feelings? This has to be someone who knows me or a god awful prank to carry on with.
[Its just what? You dont want anyone to know you have a crush on a loser like me?] I typed back but I sadden at the fact I think of me as a loser. Am I really a loser? My phone screen lit up again. [No you aren't a loser. It's just the circumstances that are present may make you stray away from me.] Ok now I am completely puzzled. I thought you had to know a person at least before you stray from them. [I'm pretty sure I cant stray from a person I dont know] I chuckle alittle. The fact that I'm texting a complete stranger is beyond me.
[If I thought I had a real chance with you I would tell you who I was in a heartbeat] I sigh before placing my phone down and continuing to finish my work. I take my dishes down to the kitchen to wash after I ate and did my work. Now I could officially relax and drift to sleep. Heading up stairs I hear my phone ringing. So I moved as fast as possible up the remaining steps and grab my phone. Caller ID shows that John was calling me.
"Hello," I answered the phone. "I know you know. I dont need you to confirm because Daresha already mentioned the altercation in the restroom that day." I stare at the phone not ready to have this conversation. "Hello, are you still there Requiya?" he asked. I let out a sigh before answering, "Yes I am and when are you going to tell her?" The phone goes silent for a whole minute before anyone spoke. He started first. "I will tell her but I would like to do it my self honestly. I know I messed up but I dont want it to hurt that much when I do tell her."
"Do you think it wont hurt that much if you tell her?? It will hurt alot no matter who tells her. She is madly in love with you and..." before I was cut off. "And I dont love her anymore. I have fallen for Daresha and that's who I plan to be with." Why one on this earthly planet would he wanna settle down with the football team's sloppy seconds? I know for a fact she slept with his bestfriend and it was a big rumor she did Jacob Reynolds as well. Dont know how true it is, but I could see it happening. He looks like that is his type: slutty. "You got two weeks before I tell the truth." I warned and ended the call. I just couldnt take talking about this situation anymore.
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