UNFORGETTABLE // B.E

TWELVE

billie

"dude, you missed all your classes today," giovanni told me as i let him into my dorm.

"i'm aware," i gave a small nod as i wrapped my blanket tighter around me. i walked back over to my bed, and i climbed onto it before laying down.

"why?" he quizzed as he sat in my beanbag.

"i slept through my alarms," i gave a small shrug. "and i feel like shit, so..."

"wait, you sick?" his eyes widened a bit. "nah, if you sick, i gotta go."

"i didn't say i was sick," i dismissed him. "i said i feel like shit."

he narrowed his eyes at me. i flipped him off as i yawned, then pulled my blanket even closer to myself.

"so... any updates with sage?" he raised a brow after a few, brief moments of silence.

"nope," i shook my head as i popped the 'p.' "not a text, call, nothing. it's almost been a week, bro."

i frowned just thinking about the situation. i haven't seen or talked to sage since the camping trip; tomorrow will make a week since then. i don't get why we haven't talked or seen each other though. i thought we were fine.

"it's definitely something i did. i mean, at this point, that's the only thing i can conclude," i sighed. my brows furrowed for a second. "or maybe it's something that i didn't do..? i don't fucking know, man, but i don't like it."

"i don't know either," he pursed his lips. "maybe it's just nothing to do with you at all? like, maybe she's just dealing with some personal shit or something."

"i don't know," i repeated with another sigh.

"either way, it's fucked that she's just ghosting you like this," he let out a puff of air. "like you said, you ain't do nothing. this ain't right."

"i don't recall anything that i did," i corrected softly.

"you didn't do shit," he deadpanned.

i shrugged. "who knows, dude? who knows?"

it was silent for a while. i laid there, on the verge of falling back asleep, while he scrolled through his phone.

"oh, bro!" he said loudly as he let his hand fall onto the beanbag roughly. the noise alone was enough to make me snap fully awake.

"what?" i muttered as i lifted my hand to move my hair from my face and rub at my eyes.

"so, cleo, right?" he made eye contact as he spoke. "i hit her up on insta, and we've been talking since."

"oh, shit, for real?" i raised a brow, a bit in disbelief.

"yeah, for real," he confirmed as he nodded. "she's really cool, and honestly pretty chill."

"do you like her?" i queried.

"hey, now, i ain't say all that," he shook his head.

"why not?"

"i just started texting her, like, three days ago," he sent me a look. "sorry, but i'm not a lesbian who wants to move in within a week of talking."

"ouch, dude," i held my hand over my heart in faux offense. "low blow."

he laughed loudly, and i cracked a smile too. i shook my head at him.

i then sneezed, not once, but three times. his eyes widened. "oh, nah, you really are sick. fuck nah, bruh. i gotta go. good luck."

"giooo," i whined as he got up to leave.

"i don't wanna catch that shit! being sick is the worst," he flipped me off as he already walked towards the door.

"wait, can you at least get me some soup or something?" i pouted a bit. "i'll pay you back, i just need you to go get it. pretty please?"

he let out a sigh. "alright, fine. but if i get sick, i'ma beat yo' ass."

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it's a few days later. i feel a lot better now, and i've been peacefully enjoying my sunday.

i walked through the dormitory halls. my hands were stuffed in my pockets as i did. i walked around aimlessly.

without really meaning to, i noticed that i was approaching sage's dorm. i stopped at her door.

i contemplated knocking on it, just so that i'd have a chance to talk to her. i seriously wanna know why she's been ignoring and ghosting me.

i chickened out though, and i continued walking down the halls with a sigh.

i need to get off campus for a bit.

so, i did exactly that.

i walked down the streets of new york city. this is one of the things i love about new york; you can pretty much walk to wherever you need to go.

i guess you could do the same in los angeles, but it's not really the same. not at all.

don't get me wrong, i love los angeles with my entire heart. it's the city i grew up in, and i have hella memories (good and bad) there.

but i also love new york. i don't know what it is about it.

at the same time though, i feel as though i'm constantly missing la. my family is there, my lil' pooch doggy, my car.

but here in new york, i have my friends, i love the snowy, wintery weather, and the freedom i feel here.

and of course, there's sage.

when she's not ignoring me, that is.

point is... both cities have their pros and cons, i guess. i don't really know. i can't decide where i want to stay after college, which is coming up soon.

i'ma have to make up my mind soon.

i continued walking. i don't even know how long i walked for. at some point, i somehow ended up in central park.

i took a seat on one of the benches. i looked around. it's snowed a pretty decent amount today, and it makes central park look really pretty.

i pulled out my phone, and i took a few pictures. i then went to mine and sage's messages.

i've sent five messages in the past week or so. none of them have been responded to or even seen. i sighed as i threw my head back.

i really don't get what i did wrong.

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a/n ayooo

thoughts?

predictions?

how are y'all doing?

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