The Phone Call

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Based on a true story.
He finds himself in love with her, she's in love with him but will a phone call change it all?

Submitted: November 15, 2016

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Submitted: November 15, 2016



I really thought we had something, like I really thought we had something. We started off as just friends and then we got better friends and then suddenly we became closer than I’d every been to someone before. We were putting heart emojis, sending kisses, saying we loved each other and then it all went wrong.


At about 6.30pm on Tuesday the 15th November, I got a call from her, I got a call from her saying that a boy from her school had asked her out and that she didn’t know what to do because she liked him but she liked me as well. She was really upset and I spent the next 1 and a half hours comforting her and through the goodness of my heart, I managed to persuade her to give this new guy a shot and promised her that we’d still be best friends.


Half of me is regretting saying that, I’d never had a girlfriend before and I was brushing shoulders with the chance of being able to have one but I just let it all go, I picked it up, scrunched it up, and threw it in the bin.


The other half of me though, Is thinking it was the best thing I’d ever done, I mean I sabotaged my chance of being with my true love forever but so she could be happy and choose some she’d been properly talking to for about 3 months. 


If she’d have picked a different day..would I have felt better about it all and not be so upset? Probably yes but then again I’d probably, no ,definitely still been distraught but I probably wouldn’t have written this. The thing is, I’d been getting bullied..a lot, it was meant to have been sorted out but instead it was practically dismissed by the teacher I thought would actually do something about it. I’d told my parents everything but I’d been to scared and upset to tell them about what had happened that day, nothing violent but I’d just had the day from hell and on top of that I was going to get mega told off at school the next day and probably fuelled the bullies even more with the fact I was getting major told off by a physics teacher. 


That call that night made me feel different about everything, I was trying to think of ways to break my wrist so I didn’t have to go to school the next day, I was crying like I’d never cried before and I just thought everything was rubbish and I hadn’t felt like that for a long time. She managed to pick herself up about 20 minutes after the call but I still knew it was haunting her thoughts, just not as much. Whereas I was just different, I was down, i didn’t want to talk, and I just lay on bed thinking ‘why me?’ ‘why is it always me’ I knew that obviously bigger things were happening to people and that the world didn’t revolve around me but I still felt awful. I could tell that she knew I was upset and I genuinely felt bad and I still do feel bad but I just wish I was different. I spent all my time wishing that I was different, wishing that people actually liked me and I knew that she liked me, I mean I liked her as well, we were perfect for each other but obviously not perfect enough.





Based on True Events


-Jacob McCandless- 

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