One Phone Call

One Phone Call

A Story by Helena G.
"

It's a good thing it is over and done with, isn't it?

"

8:00 p.m.

No call. He's late, again. Why do I keep doing this to myself? I cannot believI have stuck around this long. This is our daily phone call, everyday, at 8, and he's late, again. Maybe I should just break up with him. I don't even know anymore, he has hurt me so many times that I just don't know what to do. Do I love him? or is it all bullshit? I don't want to break up with him over text, but I never see him so what am I supposed to do?

8:38 p.m

My phone rings, it's him. "Chris" displays across my phone screen. I pick it up and nothing. I hear nothing. "Hello?"

"Hey", he answers. I am lucky to get any commentary at all from him.

"You were late again" I tell him. Silence, once more. He does this s**t all the time, why the hell do I keep doing this? "Hello?"

"Yea, I hear you" he answers like I am asking the biggest request of him. "I'm late, tough s**t." I don't even know why I am surprised. I am just so sick and tired of this s**t. He told me he would change yet what I am dealing with right now is no evidence of that s**t.

"You do this all the time, why were you late?"

"'Cause I forgot. I didn't care" he tells me. I want to break up with him, I really do, but I am too scared to because I have worked my a*s for this relationship. I have asked my mother for permission, secretly texted him from my phone, risking my a*s. I had to bear with being called a damn disappointment from my dad because I had to ask his permission as well. I kept going though because I thought what we are having was real. That was a year ago, and this is now.

9:04 p.m.

We are stuck in the same silent conversation we end up in. This is really getting tiring.

"If you never talk to me, then why do we have these conversations on the phone?" I ask out of curiosity. I say it without any concern or threat in my voice, just a casual comment.

"Fine, then bye" he answers. I think to myself what the hell?

"Hold the f**k up, you're hanging up now that I called you out?" I say with slight anger in my voice. I asked a question and I didn't say a threat and now he wants to hang up? "Why do you want to hang up now that I called you out?" I say after a couple seconds of silence from him.

"Because you're a negative piece of s**t" he answers with anger in his voice. He promised me he wouldn't call me names anymore either.

"You know what?" I start to say. "I do not want to pretend to be happy anymore, everything you have been doing has been hurting the hell out of me. Remember that day I tried breaking up with you because I was tired of being hurt? You told me you would change and stop but you haven't."

"So we are breaking up?" he asks as if I didn't just call him out on everything.

"I am just saying that I can't pretend to be happy anymore" I say with the sound of disappointment in my voice.

"Okay, then bye." He hung up. Hold the hell up, what just happened? I ask myself. I am so confused, why did he hang up on me? I look down at my phone and see a text from him. "It's over, goodbye."

My heart dropped, tears fill my eyes. What did I just read? Is this really over? My tears overcome me and I bawl. I don't even answer his text. I just start crying. I feel awful.

© 2017 Helena G.


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Helena G.
Please forgive me for any errors. Feel free to comment below.

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Helena G.
Helena G.

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