9:13 a.m.
James: i messed up.
Molly: with what?
James: what we had. our friendship. i messed it up.
Molly: that does tend to happen when you tell someone that you don't want to talk to them anymore.
James: look, i'm sorry. i didn't mean it.
Molly: how am i supposed to believe you?
James: well...we're...or used to be, friends.
Molly: you haven't talked to me in a month and now you're saying we're friends? seriously?
James: look, i'm just saying that i'm sorry and i'm asking for your forgiveness.
Molly: why should i forgive you?
9:14 a.m.
James: because i miss you.
Molly: what?
James: i miss you and i'm an idiot for not telling you sooner. it took everything in me to not text you.
Molly: then why the heck did you ignore me in the first place?
James: because i'm an idiot. i'm super messed up and i don't want you to be involded in my crap storm of a life.
Molly: that will never be a reason to push someone away. especially if you're struggling and need someone to turn to.
James: ...i know. i'm sorry.
Molly: it's fine. i forgive you. but please, always remember that i will be here for you if you ever need to talk. i won't judge and i won't ever leave your side. understand?
James: understood. thank you. you have no idea how much that means to me. :)
Molly: no problem. :)
James: well, i've got to go for right now. talk to you later, i promise. :)
Molly: okay. :) talk to you later.
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Cell Phones
Short StoryWhat would you do if fate sent you a text message? Text back, of course. ~*~