But I want you.
Want you.
Not love you.
Not need you.
Not I can’t live without you.
Iwantyou.
As if I’m a thing to possess.
Jessica:
This isn’t working, Damien. We both know it. Neither of us is happy. Haven’t been for a while. It’s better if we end this now before things get even worse.
Damien:
Better for whom?
I don’t even get a chance to start typing before the three little dots appear again.
Damien:
You can’t just break up with me like this.
Jessy!
I hold my breath as I stare at the screen, waiting, but a new message doesn’t pop up. No, the screen lights up with a phone call.
Damien.
I let out a huff in frustration as my eyelids fall shut for a moment.
I should have expected it. No, I take that back. Ididexpect it, but I washoping…
Shaking my head, I open my eyes and stare at his name for a heartbeat before hanging up. It doesn’t take long before he calls again, and this time, I disconnect the call.
Damien:
Don’t you dare ignore me, Jessy!
I know you’re on your phone. We’re going to talk about this.
Jessica:
If you don’t stop this, I’m blocking your number. I’m serious.
Damien:
Who are you to think you can just dump me like this?
Jessica:
I’m serious, Damien.
The three little dots appear on the screen again.
