Chapter 38

Ryle hasn't dialed my phone number for the last twenty-four hours. He hasn't sent me any messages. He's never gone even in the twenty-meter radius of the block. I haven't seen his eyes. I haven't felt his skin. I haven't smelled his scent. The only thing that exists about him is his total absence. I dislike this. Like really, really hating on the shitty situation. I'm being stalked and harassed by my ex-boyfriend, and I can't do anything to stop it, unfortunately. The odds aren't in my favor right now. I wish Ryle was here. Beside me. All I need is his presence and everything will feel okay already. But that's impossible. Ugh.

I have to force myself to go to school feeling down. I feel like I can't even lift my feet off the ground. Pitiful, the mixed-up anxiety and hatred in my head slowly eating away my sanity. I wish I hadn't hurt Ryle, but I had to. If we continue seeing each other, it's the end. For me. For him? I can't risk the good reputation people around me have known me for.