A/N: okay! So I had writers block- still do- but I really wanted to do a chapter four by tomorrow! Anyways, I have a problem… I know what the plot is… I just don't know how to go from here! So tell me your reactions and whatnot, please! It might be a while until I update… unless you guys give me really good ideas(: so excuse me if this chapter is suckish. I want all of your criticism.
P.S. that thirty reviews on the last chapter was really supposed to be a two in front of the zero(: My bad.
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It was really nice seeing Rae, but Derek- not so much. How could he expect me to react to him coming back, after five years of absence? That's what gets me.
He left me hurt, broken. He broke up with me over the phone! What kind of coward does that? What, he couldn't say it to my face? Maybe he was lying to me when he told me I was his mate. He probably found his true mate and broke it off with me as soon as he set his friggin' eyes on her-or him ( hey, I'm just guessing!). Either way I don't give a rats ass. Let him be happy with her. I'm not bitter.
Yes you are. You miss him. You don't want him to be with anyone else. WE don't want him to be with anyone else.
Ugh, stupid inner voice!
After my, very dramatic, storm out at Tori's house I was so tired that I just wanted to go home and rest. The long drive home gave me time to cool down, and I was relaxed and over it all. When I got into the kitchen of my nice two bedroom apartment, I walked down the lined path and into my room at the end. I turned on the water for my bath and plopped onto my nice, and comfy bed.
Obviously, I had fallen asleep, because when I woke up to Secrets by One Republic, Tori's ring tone. I also heard the sound of running water and big, wet splats on the floor… then it hit me, the water for my bath was still on! I ran into the bathroom, ringing phone in hand, slipping and sliding the entire way on my quest to the bath tub. When I got to the bath tub and finally turned it off, my phone started ringing again.
Private number. Hmmm wonder who that might be, I thought sarcastically.
I pressed the reject button- that's right, reject not ignore- and sat down on my bed. I was so stiff!. How long had I been sleeping? However long, I must have been dead to the world- literally. I had 25 missed calls and 39 text messages. Might as well get this over with.
The first eleven texts were from face book. Stupid notifications! The next few were from Tori:
WHERE R U?
Y WONT YOU PICK UP THE FONE? I'VE BEEN CALLING YOO! I'VE CALLED YOU,LIKE, TWENTY-FIVE IMES! Answer me woman! We could talk if you want…..
They all said almost said the same thing.
Next, were Simon's messages:
"r u okay?" Or "do you want to talk about it?" Or my all time favorite out of all of them, "Do you want me to kick his ass? 'Cause you know, I've been lifting weights… I think I can take him for ya!" Never mind no one can beat up Arnold( shwartzinager)!"
The next few were from a 214 number:
"hey, it's Rae. We should talk. I'm sorry about today."
After reading my last text, which was from Ryan, who was wondering where I had went after he'd gone to sleep, I made some dinner and sat in front of the TV. The whole time I was getting ready, there was this incisive beeping noise coming from my phone, but I couldn't figure out what the alert was for! I just put it on silent and took my much needed bath. When I was clean and fresh, I ran into my bedroom and plopped on my bed, snuggling underneath the covers, and fell asleep.
I was awoken by my phone vibrating. I picked it up and touched the screen, illuminating the screen. It was a voice mal. I dialed the voicemail number and listened to the monotone, computerized voice tell me that I have one unheard message. When the voice from the message started talking, I went stiff. Not stiff, I was frozen! I had to repeat the message over and over again, just to make sure I heard right. When I was sure I wasn't imaging things, I listened to it one last time.:
"Chloe, please answer the phone. I really need to talk to you, you were always the only one I could really talk to- and still are. I miss you. I love you. I just need to talk to you just to hear you voice, just to know that you're okay. Please don't do anything stupid either. I don't know what I would to with myself if something happened to you…" and then whispered, " I never should have left-"
That's when the phone was hung up. I couldn't believe it…. I don't know whether to be mad that Derek would expect me to forgive him, or to run to him and kiss him 'til my head exploded…. I just don't know…
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