|| PHILLY, PA ||
pov: 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒.it's been like two weeks since i stopped talking to amir and i missed everything about him his nickname for me, his clinginess, his scent.. i missed everything but i wasn't showing it.
me and elijah is back to our old ways, our "relationship" is not a real relationship but i been doing this with him since ninth grade so it doesn't bother me anymore.
my schedule was clear today and i haven't seen elijah in a few days soooo let's call him.
i called him like three times and he kept sending me to voicemail
imessage.
elijah: just text it
true: why
elijah: i'm around people
true: that's anything but wya
elijah: southwest
true: oh can we go somewhere
elijah: no but i can come see you tonight around 12 or 1
true: one am?
elijah: yeah
true: i hate you
elijah: if that's how you feel i can't change that
true: kyswhen i tell y'all i'm really starting to hate this man, i needed to talk to somebody to get all this off my chest so i called jackson
"bestfriend", i said when the facetime connected.
"yes", he said putting his gun in the camera
"when you going to buy me one?", i asked.
"you can have this one", he said.
"you not going to really give it to me but can you come bring me some food?", i asked.
"what's wrong with your legs?", he said.
"jackson i'm hungry come on", i said.
"what you want to eat fat fat?", he said.
"what else?", i said cause he already know my favorite fast food place and my order.
"ard im on my way", he said.
"don't take all day best", i said.
"i'm not", he said leaving the house.
"okay byeeee love you", i said hanging up on him.
i put my music on and got dressed waiting for jackson to come.
i heard a knock at the door like 15 minutes later.
"bestieeeee", jackson said when i opened the door.