Nightmare

Danielle

After dressing in my pajamas quickly, I get under the warm covers, feeling absolutely distraught.

I spend hours and hours turning in my bed before I finally take my phone to text him in the hopes that I can still save at least something.

Dani: I’m sorry for what I said. You were right. I need to get out of here. And now my bed feels ridiculously empty without you.

My heart beats into my throat while I wait for his answer. I hate that it takes him so long to text back, something that actually never happens.

After a few painful minutes, the answer finally arrives and I take a deep breath before I lift my phone nervously to check the screen, shattering my heart completely.

Gio: I’m not your boyfriend. We are just fucking. Don’t write me such idiotic things.

Wow!

Well, I guess that is something.

***

I don’t even care about how puffy my eyes are as I collect my hair into a messy bun and drag myself to the kitchen.

Lighting the flame, I collect all the pieces that