“Can you stay 15 more minutes?”
“Sure thing.”
Amelia did not get off at 3 pm. She didn't text Dante for a long time. She was a bit apprehensive of his response. She busied herself pumping sauce for the restaurant she worked for. She did not like pumping sauce but at least she was getting paid to do it. After a couple of orders, she finally left at 3:30 pm.
That is when she texted him.
She had a sinking feeling about texting him and she was right. When she texted him, he seemed a bit off. She asked why he had blocked her everywhere, and he responded with the same question.
Fuck.
So, she explained she deactivated her social media accounts and then reactivated the following day. She never blocked him.
However, he was still confused. He wanted an explanation for the cocky post she had posted. She explained what it was and all. She explained that she was being harassed by a guy who was asking for sexual favors from her. That guy wanted to use her image to do pornography. He wanted to “cum” to her image. She had asked that guy to ask someone else but all he wanted was her image.
It broke her. She tried explaining.
He said he was busy. So, she waited. She lost her appetite. She isolated herself from her family and showered so that they would not know.
Then he texted. She responded and waited again. Then he texted her to call him since they needed to talk it out.
She inhaled.
She exhaled.
Then put on her headphones and dialed his number.
Her voice softened with hurt and his as well. She closed her eyes, and waited for a moment. She explained she would read something she wrote. She read her piece. There were some breaks in her voice. She did not deter though. She kept reading and adding some bits to make it more sense to him. He was quiet. He gave her the space to speak.
She was afraid. Did she mess up so badly? She did not know until he began talking.
When he began talking, he explained his confusion, and he explained his reasons. He added that he did not do what he did because of spite. He just thought it was logical. However, it was not what it was supposed to be.
He had no hard feelings. He could feel the heavy weight she had. He could tell how much pain she was in.
However, he told her he would help her as a friend firstmost. He cared a lot about her. He wanted her to grow from her pain and hurt. He said he would try undoing what he did that day. Unfortunately, he still hasn't done so present day. However, she was not concerned about it since he is still talking to her via text.
He really wanted to help her move forward.
She understood what he meant. So, she said night. He said “Goodnight. Talk to you tomorrow.”
She smiled a little. She at least still had him as a friend.
After that call, she felt drained. She wanted to sleep but she could not. Once she finally did, the nightmares came and she would send a lot of texts to Dante. She was afraid and needed to comfort herself the best way she could.
He did not mind it but of course she would consider holding back later.
On that day she had a convoluted mess of a drink. Her drink was sweet tea with Hi C and lemonade. It was sugar, sugar, and more sugar. It definitely affected her personality.
However, she forgot about her mess. It turned out to be like her day: a convoluted mess.
At the end, she learned how to be a better communicator with Dante. She cared for him a lot and she hoped that her friendship wouldn't die.
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