Morning After

Well after booking it from Blake, I found Ellie and Kate by the kitchen and both said they were going to go home with the boys and I ordered an Uber home.

I don't think last night could've gone any worse or better.

Classes we're in 2 days and all I wanted to do was school work. It was the only thing I had as a distraction and by the amount of work I've already completed, I've needed many distractions this first week.

How the hell did I end up here?

Short answer... Myself.

Blake probably thinks I've turned from the perfect purity angel to the worlds greatest bitch.

He didn't deserve what I did or said but can't take it back now and It's not like it's a lie. The drunk truth might've come out but I was drunk and I let my lips fly.

Ding.

Kate: Hey you make it home alright? I just woke up.

Nessa: Yeah, thanks

I was not in the mood to talk. I put my phone aside and focused on my school work.

Many hours later...

I was finished with all my school work and now I had no distractions. It was 7:24 and I just wanted to crash until I heard a knock at my door.

Who the hell is that?

I walked up to the door in my pajamas that consisted of silk shorts and crop top. I looked through the peep hole and held my breath.

Does he not understand that this, whatever this is, just needs space.

I stood at the door and didn't move. Not wanting to make a sound, I heard him trying to do something and I looked through the peep hole. It was like he was trying to get in but the door knob wasn't moving.

He finally just walked away and walking away from the door, I waited. I waited a good 10 minutes before I opened the door to see if anything was there or just anything.

I was confused.

But he did indeed leave a piece of paper.

I opened it and it read,

Nessa. I don't know what happened in the last years but I want to be the one you tell it to. I understand what you said last night and it just breaks my heart more to know how you feel. But I am here when you are ready. You just have no idea what it is doing to me to have to stay away from you. You had my whole heart and it feels now that your back you have grabbed it all for yourself. I know you feel quite the opposite... But please let me be there when you need someone or something.

I live on the 3rd floor, 37.

Im here when you want to talk.

Suddenly the ink on the paper was smeared by a few tears and I honestly couldn't take this it anymore. I dropped to the floor and curled into a ball, sobbing with heavy breaths.

Finally getting up, I went into my room and crashed. I was done for the week ahead of me already.