I sat on my bed with no lights on. I looked down at my lap, seeing my phone light up. “1 New Message” blinked on the screen.

I really didn’t want to look at it but I was too curious not to. I picked up my phone and clicked “view”.

LETS MEET UP. WE NEEDA TLK.





Talk? We need to talk?! I’ve been asking him for the last two weeks to talk! And now that he feels like it, I have to comply? Hell no.

NO. NOT EVERYTHING HAS TO BE ON UR TERMS. GET THT THRU UR HEAD.

I felt good after sending that. I felt in control for the first time in a long time. Everything was about him. Everything. Now, it was about me.

I wasn’t expecting a message to come after what I said. He thought he could control me by ignoring me. But “1 New Message” flashed on the screen.

I NO. IM SRY. I WANNA TRY AGAIN. U THE ONLY THING THT MATTR TO ME. U ALL I GOT.

I didn’t trust him. Or myself for that matter. I really was all he had. I never gave up on him. Everyone else had though.

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