Today was supposed to be our three years anniversary but the person that is supposed to be here with me was missing.
Picking up my phone I waited patiently looking down at the black screen awaiting for it to light up and tell me that I have a message. I would open it in excitement and glance at the message that clearly states "happy anniversary" from the person I love.
That wouldn't happen because this time it's just a one sided thing. He doesn't love me back. There are times where he would come back to our studio Apartment and hold me tight in bed, whispering sweet nothings.
We would pass by each other during school and I would wave at him but he would ignore me and go back to talking about Lauren's tits and ass.
I would pretend like I haven't heard it and that he hasn't just ignored me. Kaitlyn and Adrian would notice, try to comfort me, give me reassurance but it wont work. My heart shattered and too late to be fixed.
Giving up I picked up the phone and swiped my thump right to open it. I never kept a lock because I wanted Xavier to trust me. I'm fine with him checking my phone so he would know that I have nothing to hide and he's the only man besides my brother Alex that means alot to me.
I wrote down the message in a rush and waited for him to text back. My hands shook as I held the phone in my hand staring at the white screen.
This wouldn't be the first time he hasn't answered.
Our texts used to be filled. I would say something and he would instantly reply almost as if he was holding onto his phone the entire time. Waiting for me to say something. Now, its different.
Now our texts are one sided. I would say something and he would take hours maybe even days just to look at it. He would see it and ignore it. It hurt and he probably knew it.
Giving up I dropped the phone back onto the coffee table, repeating a mantra in my head, telling myself that he does not deserve me and I would give him a silent treatment until he doesn't get his head back out of his ass.
Yea that's what I'm gonna do.
I went out for a walk to clear up my mind. I didnt leave a note telling that I'm going out like I usually do because he obviously doesn't deserve it. I grabbed my phone and pushed it into the back pocket of my blue denim jeans.
Even if I tried to clear out my head and remove him from my thoughts my mind would drift back onto my phone. Did he reply? He must've seen it by now.
I stopped walking and removed the phone to look back at it.
Yes. He still hasn't answered.
Sighing I ignored the clenching feeling in my heart.
It's fine.
I'm gonna call him instead. People would look at me like I'm stupid or a clown for running after a man that clearly doesn't care.
I know somewhere deep down he does care and I'm not just gonna give up on our relationship. I'm not just gonna pack up my things and leave like nothing even happened.
I would regret the fact that I hadn't tried to fix what could've been fixed.
Moving on. I walked around the dark pavement thinking that maybe some day. Some day he would come to realise my worth and run back to me, apologising.
I walked into a cafe and bought myself a little cupcake. The same cafe where we both had met and the same cupcake that we would buy everytime we celebrate our anniversary or for any other moment that we believe should be celebrated.
Walking back outside I made my way to a bench not so far from the cafe.
Gulping and blinking back the tears that threatened to spill out.
"Happy anniversary to us"