Chapter 12

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  I remember like it was yesterday that I spend every single second since Christmas until the 28th of December in my room. Phil came a few times asking if I was okay, and my response always was Existential Crisis.

Hey, Dan.. You've been there a while. Can I come in? •

.... yes.

I haven't seen your face in a few days. This Existential Crisis is hitting you hard... Want to talk about it? •

I thought about it for a second. This was my chance to make him mine. Or at least try.
Either way, I wasn't going to let anyone touch him.

I...Phil.. I've been feeling lately..

His phone rang. For the second time interrupting my confession.

Sorry, I got to take this. •

I was so pissed by that time. I mean. I was his best friend. I was supposed to be his number one priority!

Yeah, sure. I'll pass by soon I'm just talking with Dan about something. Okay, Bye. •

Sorry Dan, you were saying? •

You know what. Forget it. Just go, I'll be fine.

C'mon mate, te--

Just Go!

I'm sorry. •

After those words were said, he just left me there. I was mad and sad so I snapped at him

Not even going to tell me where the fuck are you going!?

I'm just meeting with Martzia and Felix by the shopping center.. •

Fine.

That was when my obsession grew stronger.
I wasn't going to tell him, I was going to show and prove that I loved him. If he didn't want to love me, I was determined to make him.

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