I pulled out so fast I could have killed someone.
I sped off in the direction i knew to be home.
But it wasnt.
It was a clearing, just trees, and rotting picnic tables.
I slowly walked out of my car, and layed on the grass, looking straight up at the sky.
“Breath.”
I whispered to myself.
I’de been crying so hard, it was difficult not to heave.
I wondered if you really could die from a broken heart.
Sure felt like it.
I felt my phone vibrate, it was Christian.
sudenlly the ignore button looked extremely appealing.
Press.
Ring.
Ignore.
Ring.
Ignore.
Ring.
Ignore.
Ring.
Answer.
“Rachel.”
Annoyed.
“Christian.”
“Im sorry.”
“No you aren’t, dont say things if you dont mean them.”
End.
Ring.
Ignore.
Ring.
Ignore.
Ring.
“WHAT?”
I screamed.
“I do mean it!”
He pleaded.
“Why do you even call? Do you know what you’re doing to me? Let me tell you. I dont sleep at night, because im too busy crying over you. I dont eat, because thinking about you makes me sick with emptyness.”
I hissed.