Five
523 Words
That is exactly why I never tried anything else with anyone else after he transferred schools. Partly because we tried to keep the relationship alive through long distance and seeing each other only a few times a month. After it failed, I stuck to being the best that I can be academically and then my sister happened.
And now I am in this predicament that I have no idea at all how to get out of!
I grab my phone instead of opening the app. Something always happens when I get on that app, and even if we have a sentimental moment, it is always sealed with perfect orgasms.
Like I said... I am addicted. Addicted to him and how he makes me feel.
Just thinking about it is too much. And it gets heavier as the visons get clearer. His voice, his eyes when they looked into mine today, the way he moves so effortlessly through the classroom. I just needed some music to become the perfect background to the film that was playing before my eyes, except it was just the scene showcasing how much of a perfect creation the male lead is, on replay and replay again again from different angles.
I just wanted it to last forever.
I decide that I am going to take advantage of the phone number that he gave me a long while ago and just text him. I feel like breaking something in our routine will help. I am not even out of the clothes I was wearing today because I literally just got home and I am hoping it is the case for him.
"Something happened today and I'm really struggling." I type that. Short and simple yet detailed enough for him to be concerned.
I would love to think that he cares about me to some degree because every single time that I am not feeling good, he just wants to listen.
I wait for a few minutes, which felt like an eternity to be honest but he finally replies.
"Talk to me, sweetheart." his text reads and I just take a deep breath.
Lies. Lies. Lies.
Think of one already!
I am in absolute disbelief because I am usually so able to spin something up very quickly when it comes to making excuses to get out of hanging out with my friends but today I am really stuck.
What could a twenty two year old college student be struggling with?
Let me think.
It has to be light enough to not make him want to intervene, heavens forbid! But it also has to be serious sounding enough to put a damper on my mood.
"My grandmother just got admitted into the hospital and I know I will not be able to visit her anytime soon." I lie and feel so bad for sending that message.
The only grandmother that I know of is my mother's mum and she is absolutely fine. My father's mum was never in his life so I absolutely know nothing about her.
I gnaw on my knuckles as the little bubble shows that he is typing something.
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