34 • Cold

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"Uhm, he doesn't reply so fast and he started to be busy. I'm just really worried because it might not work." I said worriedly.

"Uh, that's one of the signs of a breakup but hey, don't worry, I'm here for you, just think positively." She smiled.

I smiled as well.

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I went home and just rested for a bit. I got my phone and I messaged Blake.

Convo:

Me: hey bbbb, how's ur day? x:)
Blake: (typing)
M: heyyyyyyyy
Blake: good, it went well, how bout urs?
M: it was really good, Emily and I had a nice coffee.
B: oh i see...
M: are you busy?
B: nah, I'm just resting here but go ahead.
M: uhhh can I tell you something?
B: what?
M: you started to be cold, is there something wrong?
B: nothing, why?
M: you just don't reply on my message
B: what's wrong with that?
M: this is not you before.
B: is it bad to be busy?
M: and now you're mad?
B: im absolutely not, I just want you to answer my questions.
M: no, its not bad to be busy, but blake, you should have time for me.
B: thats my problem, I'm losing my time for you. I'm going back there tomorrow at 1pm.
M: why? Why are you losing time for me?
B: kinda busy.
M: that's not you!
B: seen

*end.

Maybe we are both in a bad mood, I don't know if I'm just going to understand that he's busy.

And I don't know if this is just normal.

I got up from the bed and started to walk around the room. I know it's boring and weird but, my mind is full of problems.

Because I was thinking if what will happen if I let him go and what will happen if I broke up with him. I would really hurt.

I went to the living room and grabbed my laptop, mom's cooking dinner and she said that she won't be needing some help.

I looked at my laptop and Blake is calling me through facetime.

I answered the call and ran upstairs to my room.

"Hey." He said with a very warm smile.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"You mad at me?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No, I'm just upset."

"About?"

"About the text, you were so cold." I said.

"I'm so sorry," he said.

He looked down and pressed his eyes. He looks so stressed.

"It's okay. Many things to do?" I asked.

"Uh-huh, haven't slept last night and this is just a free time, I was about to sleep but I wanted to talk to you." He yawned.

"What about, you sleep while the video call is on?" I suggested.

He smiled and laid down on the bed.

"Good mor-night." He smiled.

I nodded.

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