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Chapter Thirty Five

Wednesday

+1 472 273 **** : We need to talk

The message portrayed on the front screen, blinding me with its intense brightness. Surrounded by pitch black, I lazily huffed while slowly turning onto my back.

It was currently 3:27am, a time apparently in which someone thought that it was the right time to send me a text message. Beside from the fact that the number wasn't saved, I have a feeling that I don't want this person texting me.

Me : who is this?

+1 472 273 **** : What?

Me : who is this, your number isn't saved.

It took them a bit to reply back to me, probably because they were met by mere hesitation.

+1 472 273 **** : This is Collin ....

+1 472 273 **** : You .... deleted my number?

Yikes! I forgot that not too long ago, I deleted his contact specifically because of something he'd said. I guess I forgot to ask him for it again.

 I guess I forgot to ask him for it again

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Me : yes, a couple days ago ... why are you texting me at this time of night?

Collin : I'm texting you because I'm at your window.

Collin : Or I was ...

Me : well what happened

Collin : You deleted my number.

Me : what's it to you?

Collin : I thought we were cool, you know? I thought we were passed all of this.

Me : all of what?

Collin : Being childish, I came over to apologize but now I know I should've trusted my head and not my gut

Me : ugh, Collin what do you want? it's too early in the morning for you to be texting me like this

Collin : I want to know why you said yes to Mason

Me : .... rlly?

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