Forever

6 : heartbreaking

Calla

I can't believe it it.

This is heartbreaking.

I'm going to cry.

Sniff.

Yes I'm crying.

"Ella its pants," Ace deadpans and I look at him like he lost his mind. Which he probably did.

Is he dumb?

Is he loco?

"Jeans darling. White jeans," I whine looking at the pasta sauce stain.

"Quit fake crying. I'll buy you some new ones," he rolls his eyes eating and I glare.

"These were expensive."

"Didn't ask."

"I hate you from the bottom of my heart," I look him dead in the eyes and he chuckles.

"Sure Amore."

"It's Monday tomorrow," I groan and he hums.

I hate Monday because of school.

Alissa has been ignoring my texts since Friday for some reason.

I've grown quite worried.

"I have to go home today," I say and he rolls his eyes.

I don't wanna go but there's school tomorrow and I don't have my stuff.

"I'll drop you off," he mumbles before giving me a stern look, "eat."

Turns out Ace actually can make pasta.

Like.

He's great at it.

But don't tell him I said that, it'll just feed his ego.

"One time in first grade a guy proposed to me with a ring pop, just so he could brag about it to his friends and of course I said yes since I wanted the ring pop, so we got married," I tell him and he chuckles.

"Did you ever divorce him?" He asks and I laugh.

"No so I'm still married," I smirk and he shakes his head smiling.

"I'm really hot."

"I know."

"I'm sweating," I take my sweatshirt off, leaving me with my tight crop top.

Okay so I didn't wear a bra.

Ace looks at me before his eyes goes down to my body shamelessly before he licks his lips.

He shifts in his seat before looking down at his plate.

"Fanculo."
[fuck]

—

It's Monday.

It's Monday.

I hate this.

I'm sitting outside my apartment waiting for Ace.

Since he said he'll pick me up.

It's been a good twenty minutes.

I tried calling him and he didn't pick up.

I swear if he's sleeping.

I decide to walk since I don't wanna be late.

What if we die and our soul gets stuck in things.

Like Annabelle.