I took a sip from my coffee as my phone rang. I looked down at it to realize it was Denver. I laughed and rolled my eyes. I answered it, not knowing why or what to say. But I did it.
"Hello?" I said.
I heard a very deep, rough, and scratchy male voice. "Hello, Dylan." I looked around my room and stared out my window. It was raining today too. I could never get tired of staring at the fragile little tears fall from the sky and hit the glass. I was thinking about Mae, my bestfriend for life, my ride or die. She would have been there, but her being in Europe made her miss everything, but she's on her flight back right now. I couldn't be happier.
I said nothing as a response to Denver. I didn't have anything to say to him, as I was utterly ticked off.
"Listen, Dylan. I'm sorry I left you. I've found better, and home is where I'm supposed to be. I understand we were bestfriends, lovers, say what you will, but I had no purpose to stay." I laughed. "You don't get it, do you?" I said. I wasn't thinking straight, but I was super mad at Denver. I didn't know what to say in this moment. "What could have been better than your bestfriend?! The thoughts that went through my head every moment we spent together... The, "I love him so much", and the, "I'll never let him go" thought. I miss you, yeah, but no guy that leaves the girl he loves, or thought he loved, is worth crying over. And no. I won't cry anymore about you." I felt so tough, but it felt so wrong. I hung up before he got the chance to say anything. It was done, over, and I didn't want to cry about him anymore, or say anymore about him. I just let it all fade away from me. I kept our memories in a little box inside of my brain, the special memories to never be forgotten box. I wanted to forget them, but why would I forget about someone who I spent my life with. Someone so special and pure? It didn't make much sense to me, so I didn't. I cherish the box in my mind.
(Sorry, this chapter was short. I was going to include things about Mae, but decided to end it here. From now on, there will be no Denver's POV. There will be very little mentions of Denver, but not a lot to mention of him. I will start doing a lot of things with Mae, spending time getting to know her and Dylan's backstory a bit, and Mae's POV will be included as well. Read from chapter 1, that's where you can fully understand the story! Thanks guys! Have a nice day
)
Hugs & Kisses,
Rebecca
"Hello?" I said.
I heard a very deep, rough, and scratchy male voice. "Hello, Dylan." I looked around my room and stared out my window. It was raining today too. I could never get tired of staring at the fragile little tears fall from the sky and hit the glass. I was thinking about Mae, my bestfriend for life, my ride or die. She would have been there, but her being in Europe made her miss everything, but she's on her flight back right now. I couldn't be happier.
I said nothing as a response to Denver. I didn't have anything to say to him, as I was utterly ticked off.
"Listen, Dylan. I'm sorry I left you. I've found better, and home is where I'm supposed to be. I understand we were bestfriends, lovers, say what you will, but I had no purpose to stay." I laughed. "You don't get it, do you?" I said. I wasn't thinking straight, but I was super mad at Denver. I didn't know what to say in this moment. "What could have been better than your bestfriend?! The thoughts that went through my head every moment we spent together... The, "I love him so much", and the, "I'll never let him go" thought. I miss you, yeah, but no guy that leaves the girl he loves, or thought he loved, is worth crying over. And no. I won't cry anymore about you." I felt so tough, but it felt so wrong. I hung up before he got the chance to say anything. It was done, over, and I didn't want to cry about him anymore, or say anymore about him. I just let it all fade away from me. I kept our memories in a little box inside of my brain, the special memories to never be forgotten box. I wanted to forget them, but why would I forget about someone who I spent my life with. Someone so special and pure? It didn't make much sense to me, so I didn't. I cherish the box in my mind.
(Sorry, this chapter was short. I was going to include things about Mae, but decided to end it here. From now on, there will be no Denver's POV. There will be very little mentions of Denver, but not a lot to mention of him. I will start doing a lot of things with Mae, spending time getting to know her and Dylan's backstory a bit, and Mae's POV will be included as well. Read from chapter 1, that's where you can fully understand the story! Thanks guys! Have a nice day
)Hugs & Kisses,
Rebecca
