Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello"
"..."
"Hello?"
"..."
"Ummmm... Hello? Is anybody there?"
"...Hey Princess."
I was shocked. Nobody had dared called me that name since...he left me
for her.
"Who is this!"
"It's me Princess."
"...What do you want?" I asked why trying to keep the hostility out of
my voice.
"...I need your help."
It was silent for a moment.
"You think I'm going to help you after you put me through Hell! Your
a bigger dumbass than I thought you were."
"Princess, please. I need you to help me."
I took a deep unsteady breath, and tried to center myself.
"Stop calling me that."
He hesitaded before talking again.
"Why?"
"Nobody has dared to call me that since you dumped me for that goth
slut, 2 years ago, and I'm not about to let you change that."
It was silent again.
"...That goth slut, as you put it, is why I need your help."
"No, why should I help you?"
"Because you still love me."
Another silence.
"...Even if that was true, not good enough."
"And I still love you."
There it was.
The moment.
The moment where everything stops moving and breathing. Time stops and
you can't tell if your alive of dead anymore.
"Princess, I still love you. I know you probably don't believe me, but
I do. You were right. Gwen is crazy, I'm an idiot, and we were always
ment to be together."
"...I don't believe you. You're lying to me. Just like you always do.
You don't love me, you just realized that Gwen is a crazy bitch, and
need help getting her away from you."
"Princess, please believe me."
"I told you to stop calling me that."
"I'm not going to stop calling you that, it's my name for you. It
always had been and it always will be."
"Well you can keep the damn name. I'm not helping you. I want nothig
to do with you and I hope you and Gwen burn in Hell."
Click.
I leaned aganist the wall. I couldn't move anywhere else. I slid down
the wall and started to silently sob. I thought to myself.
"Why? Why couldn't he just leave me alone? Why do I always cry for
him? Why can't I just be happy? Why do I still love him? And why do I
keep asking why, when it comes to him?"
I was clutching the phone. I turned it around and dialed. I dialed the
only person I could talk to. The only person I could ever talk to,
really.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello?"
"I know we haven't talked in a while, but I need your help. I'm lost,
and confused, and...I don't know what to do."
"...I'm on my way."
