35. WILL ANYONE EVER LOVE ME?

My bag was already packed with the pick up point sent by the time I made the call.

I was so nervous my foot couldn’t stop shaking. I couldn’t even be bothered with why he had called before.

The ring had my hand on my waist, turning to start pacing.

“ Hello.” I said as soon as the call connected.

“ What is wrong?”

I did not know what I had expected from him but not him being calm and nice.

Something in my chest tightened and I found myself standing still.

“ Nothing.” I finally said.

Had he heard what happened?

“ You walked to the apartment, you didn’t pick calls then turned off your phone.” He said with me swallowing. I wanted to give an answer but I fell short. Slowly I walked back to the counter, leaning on it.

“ I have been invited to a sleepover, I was just letting you know I won’t be around.” I told him, biting my lip suddenly with my heart thumbing in my chest. If only I could tell him. If only I could tell him all that went in my head. But as the past weekend had prove