G? Read 3:41 PM Grayson Read 3:42 PM Grayson why are you pushing me away? What did I do this time?
It wasn't you You didn't do anything
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I pushed you didn't I? You weren't ready
What are you even talking about?
Saying I love you It was too soon
FUCKING hell Sahar it's not that Literally has nothing to do with you When will you understand that you're never the problem? Well you're being a problem now But you're almost never the problem
Are you sure? We don't text We don't hang out anymore
One week isn't going to kill you
It's already killing me You're a drug That makes me happy and horny So viagra and weed That's literally you
............ Sahar are you okay
No No I'm not :(
Look It's for the best yeah?
What? No No no no What do you think you're doing?
Uh nothing?
Grayson re read that text again
I don't see the problem with it?
Those are break up words I stg don't be ugly and break up with me over texts Don't do me like that At least call me and say it to me So I know
Sahar Sugar plum Baby Cupcake I'm not breaking up with you I just don't need you in my life right now It's too dangerous I can't function correctly knowing you could get hurt
Grayson you're scaring me
I don't mean to
***
"Talk to me right now!" I demanded, wasting no time in calling him.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Sahar!" He curses at at me. "Why are you suddenly whiney and clingy?"
"Do you not understand we have something more now? Once those fucking words hit the fan they do something to you. They change you. Now what is bothering you?"
"None of your god damn business," he says matter of fact.
"LISTEN hard ass," I start, raising my finger up as if he were right in front of me. "I thought we were done with your secrets. "
"It's information I don't want you to know."
"So basically secrets?"
"I'll tell you once the problem is handled."
"Does it involve you getting hurt?"
"Maybe."
"Let me get involved then."
"No god dammit. Stop being like this!" He growls. I could picture him ripping out his hair or just pulling it.
"I care for you, G."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he grounds out. A sudden pang in my chest signaled my brain saying this wasn't him. He wasn't like this. This wasn't his usual talk, the way he was so sarcastic and he was teasing. He was actually annoyed.
I sighed. "I love you."
He stayed silent on the other line. It was worth a shot, to see if he would actually reply back.y finger tips were drumming against the table, my heart beating in my ears. I could still hear him, his breathing erratic and low.
"I love you."
"I'll stay away from you."
"Thank you."
And he disconnected the call. Just like that. Nothing more nothing less, and even if he still said he loved me. . .
