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Alana | Jared

"Jared's voicemail, if I'm not picking up, I really don't want to talk to you or I'm busy. Leave a message or not."

Beep.

"It's been a month. Are you seriously ignoring all my voicemails?  This has gone too far. Seriously, get down your high horse - man ego shit. Whatever that is. I'm not gonna run after you forever. At this point, I don't even know if you want me to. Maybe you're happy to get rid of the girl who annoys you every day by calling during your work hours. Huh. I don't even know why I'm smiling when I supposed to be angry. I just remembered our conversations and it makes me smile. I like -

"Jared's voicemail, if I'm not picking up, I really don't want to talk to you or I'm busy. Leave a message or not."

Beep.

"-uh, it cut me off again. I was saying, I like hearing your voice. I like hearing you talk. And that's so messed u because I haven't even met you and I like you. Even though you're treating me like shit by ignoring me when it wasn't even my fault. Fuck, I don't even know what you look like and you probably know mine if it's not preassumptous of me to say that. Everyone knows about the newspaper picture so I'm assuming you do to. But that doesn't matter. It's not fair. Like, at all. Now, that's another thing on the list of why I'm supposed to be mad at you. You-"

"Jared's voicemail, if I'm not picking up, I really don't want to talk to you or I'm busy. Leave a message or not."

Beep.

"Ahem. I'm just gonna continue. Yeah, I should be angry at you. I am angry at you. And yet I'm the one calling you everyday like an idiot. I've never done this with anyone before. It doesn't matter now. Cause I'm done. I'm tired and I can't call you forever. There's a limit and I've crossed it. You've already taken a swing at my dignity and self respect. So, bye Jared. I won't bother you again. Forgive me or not for saying this but you're an asshole and I don't want to like you." 

Click.