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/valentine/
logan t. harrison: because i can't speak.
valentine: what do you mean?
logan t. harrison: when you asked me why i didn't like to talk to people. it's because i can't. i'm mute.
valentine: then why'd you put your number there if you knew that you won't be able to answer my call?
logan t. harrison: i don't know.
i sighed, why do i feel so emotionally sympathetic towards him?
valentine: oh...
logan t. harrison: see this is the reason why i told you not to text me, now you feel pity for me.
valentine: i don't pity you.
logan t. harrison: yeah, like i'd believe that. everyone in the world pities me because i'm different. and you're no exception.
it was true, that i 'pitied' him as he puts it. but now, i just feel annoyed. but at the same time sad. this logan t. harrison, he must've feel really out of place whenever he's outside.
valentine: i don't pity you.
logan t. harrison: like i'd believe that.
valentine: if you're so sure that i'd 'pity' you, then why'd you answer my question?
logan t. harrison: because i was stupid enough to think that you're different.
my heart sank. i just wanted to crawl through my screen and crawl out from his screen and give him a hug. but all i could muster was:
valentine: oh...
logan t. harrison: quit it with the oh's
valentine: i'm sorry, i didn't mean to touch a nerve.
logan t. harrison: whatever, just forget it.
logan t. harrison has muted the chat.
i felt empty, like i was missing a puzzle piece. i wanted to help him realise that there's more to life than hatred. i know he's hurt, and i want to fix that.
/end/
i'm not sure if i love this chapter, but i like it so :) and my book will be a mixture of text messages and real life conversations so yeah. but mostly text messages.10+ reads
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Historia Corta"hello? cupid here." valentine's voice rang through logan's phone. sending chills through his body. "hey it's cupid, are you -" he had hung up. [written in lowercase] All Rights Reserved © Flutterings