“Our boy talks tough but he’s soft inside. If she apologizes properly, he’ll come running back like a puppy in
three seconds flat.”
I was stunned by these messages.
What did this mean? Jake hadn’t left? He was just around the corner?
He was waiting for me, waiting to take me to see fireworks.
I bit my lip and called Jake, just like the messages suggested.
When I called, it rang for a few seconds before he hung up.
I called again and discovered he’d blocked me.
He always does this. Whenever we argue, he blocks me and gives me the cold shoulder.
I always have to apologize over and over before he reluctantly forgives me.
The messages kept urging me:
“Hurry up, girl! Send a friend request with a long apology note. Just three requests and he’ll accept.”
“LOL, he’s checking his phone obsessively, just waiting for your friend request.”
But maybe I was too exhausted from running, or maybe the alcohol was too cold.
The doctor said my wound was serious and needed stitches.
It hurt so much i wrinkled my shirt from gripping it.
After getting bandaged up, I returned to my dorm and fell asleep immediately
Chapter 1
I forgot to write an apology message, and I forgot to make up with Jake.
When I woke up the next day, I tried sending friend requests.
I’d already sent three, but he still hadn’t accepted.
