Fictional · The Girl Series

A Proper Goodbye

She threw her phone at the end of the bed, pulled the sheets over her head, and covered her mouth as she muffled a sob. She can feel her chest contracting around her heart. So she pulled the sheets some more and heard the slamming of the phone on the bedroom floor.

Why would she even care right now? He doesn’t, so she has to, or at the very least, pretend like she’s on this game too… right? What’s the use if she wouldn’t even get the explanation that she deserves?

Then despite the tears, she pushed the sheets off, got up and picked her phone. She needs to send one final message on top of everything she’s sent, and everything he’s ignored.

Hey. Are you mad?
Why aren’t you answering?
What happened?
Are you okay?
Are we okay?
What did I do?
Please. Tell me.
Talk to me.
What happened?
Why did we suddenly end up like this?

Don’t you think you owe me at least a proper goodbye?

And then she hits send.


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